At the gate of Datong County, Wang Chen dismounted from his tall green donkey.
Seeing Wang Chen's attire, the soldiers guarding the gate not only did not charge him a city entry fee but also gave him a respectful bow.
Since its establishment, Great Qian under the jurisdiction of the Cloud Sun sect had always revered the Taoist Sect, so Wang Chen, this young Taoist of unremarkable appearance, also benefited from this adulation, receiving treatment entirely different from the common folk.
In fact, even if he had ridden the tall green donkey directly into the city, no one would have stopped him.
But Wang Chen was respectful of rules and regulations, leading his donkey along the street into the city.
Datong County was not much different from the other county cities he had been to before, like Ted and Three Rivers.
Narrow streets, low houses, haphazard shops, and many pedestrians bustled about on the streets—commoners, laborers, itinerant merchants, martial artists, beggars…
