"Strange," Sangmo muttered, cradling the fox as they boarded an ox cart and left.
The Demon Capital was bustling; although its architecture couldn't compete in intricacy with the cities of the Human Realm, it possessed a rough charm, tinged with a hint of wild grandeur.
Compared to the small town they had passed earlier, the Demon Capital had more demons in complete human form, most of them with bewitching looks, dressed in bright and revealing clothing.
Walking down the crowded street while hugging the fox, Sangmo found that all the demons steered clear of her, afraid they might accidentally bump into her.
Carefully observing the demons' behavior, Sangmo noticed they all used Gold Leaves for payment and couldn't help but marvel silently: the Demon Realm was so wealthy that silver wasn't valued, only Gold Leaves were accepted.
She weighed her purse, heavy with silver coins, and sighed helplessly.
But in the blink of an eye, she spotted a demon paying with silver coins.
