บท 176: Chapter 145: The Only Hope (Two-in-One)

The night was as dark as ink, the moon hanging high.

The Huanglongji market was situated at the confluence of the Wanxing Mountain Range, the Guanyin Mountain Range, and the Qianliu River.

This place once was just the most ordinary stop along the official road, but its geographical advantage over the centuries had turned it from a remote station into a bustling commercial market isolated in the wilderness.

Countless caravans and Xia Groups would stop here, and a variety of entertainment shops stood shoulder to shoulder, transforming this place into a city without walls that never slept.

Under the bright lights and boisterous sounds of gaiety unaffected by nightfall, brothels, gambling houses, and flower boats abounded, where countless merchants and heroes would indulge and lose themselves.

Suddenly,

A caravan that entered from the market's east gate instantly attracted the attention of passersby on the street.