Hours had passed since the teams left the stadium. People had come out from their respective pavilions and intermingled with other factions.
"The harvest this year might not be enough to supply the needs of our City. Do you want to partner with me for a one-time stint in the food grain Business?"
"If your Sect's industries provided the farm equipment, we would not have to wait for months to get them from that slow poke, Gu Dan!"
"The Silk production has decreased in Mulberry City. This has forced loom owners to look for alternatives like jute and linen."
As Ikasa roamed with Xin Ruo, he could hear conversations like this happening everywhere they passed.
People were approaching acquaintances to earn profit together. Some strove to strike deals that were favorable to themselves, uncaring if it would harm others' livelihoods.
There were also people who were exchanging news specific to their industry.
