Two days later, around noon, the silhouette of a city appeared at the end of the official road.
The city walls, built from bluestone, were tall and thick. A ceaseless stream of carriages, horses, and people flowed through the city gate. Above the gate, the large characters spelling "Qinghe City" were clearly visible, weathered by wind and rain.
Fang Han followed the stream of people into the city.
The streets were wide and lined with shops. The cries of peddlers and the clamor of carriages and horses mingled in the air. While not as bustling as Qingxuan City, it was far more prosperous than Liangshui City, showing a vibrant scene of life.
Feeling a bit hungry, he found a streetside food stall, ordered a bowl of noodles, and chatted with the owner as he ate.
"Sir, may I ask where the Chu Mansion is?"
"The Chu Family? Oh, that's easy to find. Just follow this main street east. The most magnificent estate at the very end is theirs."
