Early morning, the faint, golden sunlight pierced through the thin mist, gently bathing the ancient streets of Qinglan City. The lanterns hanging under the eaves had not yet been extinguished, and last night's dew left faint damp traces on the Blue Stone Slab. The air was filled with the fragrance of grass and soil, mingled with the aroma of food drifting from a breakfast stall in the distance.
"Get your piping hot soybean milk!"
"Freshly steamed meat buns, thin wrappers and generous fillings!"
Chapter 24