Everything under the heavens, stirred by profit's attraction, moves in pursuit of gain.
The snow-covered Guangyang City was still bustling with bright lights filling the streets at night, but compared to the usual poets and literati, dandies and beauties, the sidewalks were now crowded with martial artists swinging their swords.
Even deep into the night, the taverns and Hook Bars along the commercial streets occasionally erupted with hearty laughter.
Looking through the carriage's one-way screen at the worldly pleasures of the streets, Xu Yuan felt a rare touch of the hustle and bustle.
The common folk were noisy and bustling, vendors shouted their sales pitches, and flower boats moored for the night gently floated on the Jinhuai River, while the splendidly dressed courtesans beneath the Hook Bars continuously drew the gazes of men passing by.
