Yun City, as night falls, the vehicles flow like water and the horses like dragons, the vibrant nightlife begins.
On the lively streets, two men in their fifties walk into a restaurant, chatting and laughing, and take a seat.
"Boss, the usual three!" one of the men waves, his accent revealing he's a local from Yun City.
The restaurant owner, a man in his forties, smiles and says, "Alright, it'll be out soon."
By the owner's accent, it's clear he's also from Yun City. This is a restaurant run by local villagers, and most of the patrons are locals as well. These two men are regulars, and everyone's a familiar face.
The boss quickly brings out a plate of cold cuts, along with two chilled beers.
"The bitter melon beef will take a bit longer, we're out of beef, my wife just went out to buy some," the owner smiles.
The man replies, "No problem."
