"Yunchuan is just ahead."
Ye Zi'an lifted the curtain to take a glance forward; the people entering the city were being inspected one by one.
"Hasn't this city wall of Yunchuan been repaired in years?"
"At first glance, it seems like a remote place devoid of activity, doesn't it?" Ye Zi'an looked at the city gate not far away. A corner had chipped off, and he continued, "Actually, that's not the case. It's all for show to outsiders. Yunchuan relies on the mountain, living off its bounties. There are plenty of wild animals and herbs here, and many families cultivate medicinal herbs. You could say that the main source of herbal medicine for the Great Zhou is from here. How could such a place be so poor that its city wall hasn't been repaired for long?"
"How long has it been since they changed the prefect here?"
