บท 382: Chapter 87: The Female Prison Officer of Yan Country, Longing Affection

Nanyu Prefecture.

On the street, cars and horses glittered, and people flowed like weaving. The hustling of merchants filled the air, seemingly unaffected by the chaos of war.

A group of people walked on the street, attracting the attention of passers-by.

It was not because of anything else but the diverse composition of the team.

There were two monks, one fat and one thin. The thin monk looked highly respected, while the fat monk occasionally stole glimpses at passing beauties.

There was also a man and a woman. The man had a handsome face and an upright figure; the woman was breathtakingly beautiful with an air of heroism, her face radiant. Her rosy lips exuded an imposing air.

"As expected, Nanyu Prefecture is indeed the richest place in Jiangnan. It truly lives up to its reputation. This is my first time here. The size of the market here is unparalleled even by that of Xia's Capital," Yu Qinghan said as she looked at the bustling street, her eyes filled with curiosity.