"Things have changed..."
On the streets of Capital City, Mu Hongqing and his companion led their horses, looking around. The street was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to their past memories. The Imperial City, although dry and cold, was once the heart of the dynasty. Merchants from all over the country flocked here, making the morning market extremely bustling. At this time in the past, vendors selling breakfast would have already been running around with their carts; unlike now, it's so deserted that not a single person can be seen down the entire street.
Only a few inns had their lights on.
The two picked a random inn to stay in, ordering two servings of flatbread and meat porridge, and asked the waiter to bring them to their room, along with a pot of burning liquor.
"Why do you think that although both places are haunted by spirits, Jiangnan's climate is so comfortable, yet here it is so cold and gloomy?" Liu Yu rubbed his hands together and asked.