By the time it was evening, the two women arrived at their destination. Jacquelyn was already exhausted; this was the longest she had walked on foot. But now, seeing the nightlife, she knew exactly why this place was called what it was.
"Damn your lineage, You wretch!"
Jacquelyn cringed when she heard this. So many foul expressions that people weren't supposed to be saying. And here she was, thinking Iva was the worst when it came to cursing. The people around, including adults and younglings, cursed as easily as they drank water.
She moved her eyes around, taking in her environment. People were drinking, some staggering. Even when a man was openly beaten and robbed, nobody said anything. It was just like a normal day to everyone except Jacquelyn. She had never witnessed this part of life before. Ever!
