In Yunling County Town, the people all looked sallow-faced, clearly struggling to make ends meet. Consequently, the many shops along the streets were sparsely patronized and largely deserted.
Many soldiers, flaunting their matchlocks, were strutting around arrogantly.
Zhang Dao looked troubled at the sight, but his heart was unruffled. This was not the first time he had seen such a grim situation, and he knew there would be even more tragic sights to come. He had no power to alleviate the suffering, for it was not a task any individual could accomplish alone.
With Warlords in control and the ordinary people barely scraping by, it would have required tremendous audacity to shatter the current state of affairs. Alas, he was incapable of such a feat.
