Giving five taels of silver to Na Qing, Shen Xiu stepped into the small town amidst the young man's greedy gaze.
Those five taels of silver could let him hold onto them for now; they would settle accounts when he left the town.
The town's population was a mixed bag of fish and dragons, consisting of people making a living at the foot of Dawu Mountain—woodcutters, hunters, and herb gatherers—all bustling through the town streets at this moment.
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