Fufeng City.
The city gate was towering and grand, ancient and vast.
Entering the city gates, the houses were compact and orderly, the streets bustling, with crowds of visitors weaving like threads.
At a glance, there were silk shops, paper shops, bookshops, meat markets, pharmacies, jewelry stores, martial arts schools, and taverns... all with their doors wide open to welcome guests, lively and flourishing, exuding a worldly atmosphere.
Particularly since Fufeng Protectorate was a borderland of the Second Yan Han Empire, there were many different tribes.
Quanrong, White Deer, Jade Rabbit...
Various human-like figures, yet dressed in Yan Han clothes, they mingled seamlessly with those of other beastly styles, without any sense of incongruity.
Er Ha was staring dumbfounded at a certain Quanrong lady who seemed to be of a distinguished canine lineage.
Slap!