As the carriage rolled through the ancient rural landscape, the scenery flowed by in a mesmerizing display of the transition from summer to fall.
In the town, where manpower now seemed lacking and only natives roamed, a sense of calm settled over the streets in both the wealthy neighborhood where Bai Mansion resided, and the bustling streets, where passersby would gather for morning market.
The villagers who had come for seasonal work were no longer present, their absence marking the beginning of a quieter period as business lulled and preparations for the upcoming harvests in the countryside began.
Beyond the town limits, where wilderness dominated the landscape, the forest, mountains, and other natural expanses teemed with life.
The air was filled with the sounds of chirping birds, rustling leaves, and the distant calls of wildlife. It was as if nature itself was preparing for the change in seasons, embracing the vibrant energy that came with the onset of fall.
