Chapter 572: The Day Before Departure
Life in Jade City was peaceful, yet never dull.
Though the city was much smaller than the capital of Great Yan, it was still lively enough. The mingling of Eastern and Western cultures and economies made everything here feel strange and wondrous—on the streets, one could see all sorts of people and things.
The chema inn bustled with the daily comings and goings of travelers and the clatter of hooves and wheels, but to the Daoist, it simply delivered glimpses of the world’s many facets and stories from faraway places. By nightfall, all was calm again.
Even under Jade City’s blazing sun, hiding in the shade kept the heat at bay, and more often than not, a pleasant breeze would come, accompanied by the soft jingling of bells—those tied to camels’ necks or worn around the ankles of young women.
Before one knew it, several more days had passed.
The one-month mark was approaching fast.
If he finished the things he wanted and needed to do, and he was still young by then, perhaps he’d return here to live for a year or two.
But he mustn’t stay too long, because there were still so many places he wished to live in. Everything deserved a fair share of his presence.
These were the thoughts running through Song You’s mind as he sat at a dining table in the inn.
Voices buzzed around him.
Two merchants shared his table—both with Great Yan features. When he asked about the towering mountain in the southeast, they eagerly answered his questions.
A few other merchants seated at nearby tables overheard and turned their heads to join in. They, too, had either heard of or passed by that mountain before, and enthusiastically shared what they knew. It seemed they truly enjoyed the act of sharing itself.