Zheng Country, on the somewhat desolate streets, groups of beggars huddled together, their eyes filled with curiosity as they gazed at the passing carriages.
Out of an innate fear of the wealthy, they shrank their bodies and crouched in the corners, disheveled, from afar resembling an unattended pile of trash.
Yet these people were all alive, alive in a pitiable and emaciated state, surviving in a world that didn't treat them as human beings.
The passing carriage was clearly extravagant, as it used four wheels and was designed with a complex suspension system.
The complicated and expensive suspension system allowed the carriage to glide smoothly over the uneven roads, which clearly indicated that the owner must certainly have a taste for enjoyment.
In these times of war and chaos combined with corruption, no one really cared about regulations anymore. The rich here were the rulers of heaven and earth, the challengers to traditional rules and systems.
