"Thank you…"
Cheng Zongyang took back his Travel Permit, chuckled softly, and headed into the city.
As he observed the situation in the county, Cheng Zongyang tucked the Travel Permit into his robes and surveyed his surroundings.
The streets were clearly less crowded than usual. Pedestrians hurried along, their anxious faces making the already tense atmosphere even more fraught. It was as if disaster would strike if they were a step too slow.
Cheng Zongyang didn't linger, quickening his pace as well. He planned to go to his second uncle's house first to ask about the situation.
As people rushed past him, Cheng Zongyang occasionally overheard snippets of their hushed conversations.
He mulled things over while taking note of the various businesses.
Most non-essential shops were closed—jewelry stores, cosmetics stalls, silk shops, furniture makers, and the like.
But many were still open, such as rice shops, general stores, and butcher shops.
