The prefecture was where the county's capital was located. It was a bustling place that could not be compared with the military camp, which was fortified and faced the boundless immense forest.
Ni Yunhong and his younger sister led the way. They were heading to the prefecture's night market.
In the prefecture, people had completely different living habits than those from the military camp and the town. For most people here, nighttime was the real beginning of a day.
When the siblings and Ou Yangming arrived at a brightly lit street, Ou Yangming suddenly smiled and said, "Look."
The siblings were slightly stunned when they looked toward where he was pointing, but they quickly laughed.
A familiar old man was standing there.
It was Zheng Ziwen, the Yi Pavilion's appraiser. He was looking around at one end of the street as though he was searching for something.
