Song He felt a sense of wonder in his heart.
The two of them walked along a brightly lit road, flanked by stalls and peddlers selling all kinds of miscellaneous goods, from knives, guns, clubs, masks to things like sugar figurines, candied haws, and steamed buns with deep-fried dough sticks.
All were available in abundance.
It was only that those seemingly ordinary items were truly not simple, and the "people" here were also a bizarre and varied lot, including some from the Yao race and the extremely rare Spirit Clan.
Having barely walked a few hundred meters, Song He had already seen the Feather Spirit Clan with wings on their backs, the Smelling Spirit Clan with gigantic ears, and the Monster Spirit Clan with long tails.
'Quite the bustling place; later on, I really could take a walk around and see if I could buy some unique trinkets.'
