Because Nandan is a theocratic state, the monarch is the religious leader and there is no royal family.
That's all she knew about the Kingdom of Nandan.
No other information is known.
This was partly because she had never cared about these things, and partly because the Kingdom of Nandan itself was a very closed country.
Just by looking at the customs procedures, you can tell how troublesome it is to come here.
Moreover, she learned from her interactions with other merchants that after they obtained entry permits, Nandan had assigned them a local guide.
This person was ostensibly there to guide and translate for them, but in reality, he was monitoring their every move within Nandan.
If they misbehave, they may stay here forever.
It sounds like a terrifying place.
But the people here seem quite happy.
Xiao Qingyin saw many people in tattered clothes along the way, but they all had a kind of optimistic and contented composure on their faces.
If you smile at them, they will give you a super bright smile in return.
However, she noticed that she rarely saw elderly people on the street, and the oldest was less than fifty years old.
I don't know if it's because the elderly people stay at home and don't go out, or if the average life expectancy here is low.
Two weeks later, they finally arrived at their destination—the Holy City.
The Holy City is the capital of the Kingdom of Nandan, located in the geographical center of the Kingdom.
The buildings here are very magnificent; you can see the towering golden spires from afar even before you enter the city.
"That is our sacred tower."
Bai said to Xiao Qingyin.
As she said this, her eyes were full of joy.
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