Especially the city of Shanggu, it is even more prosperous and bustling, a world apart from other counties.
The streets are wide and smooth, with the green stone slab roads shining with a gentle luster under the wear of time, and carriages and pedestrians are in constant motion. The streets are lined with taverns, buildings with ornate carvings and paintings, overhanging eaves and brackets, majestic and imposing.
The tavern's sign sways in the wind, inscribed with the bold and grand characters "Drunken Immortal Tower," exuding a strong sense of mundane life.
Yang Zhenshan sat on the second floor of the tavern, looking through the window at the lively scene on the street.
The pedestrians on the street wore different clothes, some dressed in silk and satin with fluttering sleeves; others wore coarse cloth and linen garments, yet were clean and neat, exuding a simple aura.
