C243 Just Now He Was a Halfmartial Master

The county seat was just that—a county seat. Yet even as a mere border town, it exuded an air of unparalleled vibrancy!

The city was abuzz with activity; its streets teemed with a steady flow of carriages and horses, and buildings rose in tight rows. Pedestrians wove through the crowds in a seamless tapestry, shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow.

Teahouses, shops, taverns, and inns..