The Pleasure City…
Mo Han and the trio came out from the sect to buy some necessary things.
Mo Han moved through the market like a ripple across still water: quiet, unassuming, but altering everything in his path.
Beside him, Jia Kai and Chi Kai argued softly over bolts of cloth, fingers flicking through patterns as if measuring the weight of decisions.
Fatty Lambu followed two paces behind, cradling a tiny, feathered ball in his broad palms. The chick — no larger than a teacup — chirped happily, fluff trembling with each breath. "Dambu," Lambu crooned, planting a kiss on the top of the chick's head. "You'll be famous too, like Mo Han!"
