The morning mist of the frontier town draped like a thin veil over the grey flagstones, gently rousing the hamlet from its slumber.
A sudden morning breeze swept through the narrow alley, striking the copper bells hanging from the eaves and startling a few sparrows perched on the wine shop's banners. At a corner bun stall, white steam rose from the bamboo steamers, while nearby, a barber was just setting up his basin.
"Head of the family, we must grab a lot more to take back today."
Chapter 122