Jinling.
Carriages flowed like water, pedestrians weaved like thread.
Although it had already ceded half its territory to Jiangdong, as a millennia-old imperial capital, Jinling City remained as bustling as ever.
The streets were filled with an unceasing stream of merchants and travelers, the cries of hawkers of all sizes rang in the air, and throngs of people bustled about, while scions of aristocratic families galloped past in their splendid attire amidst the chaos, carefree as they went.
"In a country on the brink of collapse, Jinling remains prosperous as ever, even surpassing its former glory," a voice lamented. "The people are lost in this fleeting peace, forgetting the looming hardships. It seems that Ning Country is truly beyond salvation."
