The autumn in Lanling City shows no signs of desolation.
At seven in the morning, with the morning mist yet to disperse, the majestic vermilion city gates opened one after another under the cool breeze. The armor of the city guards glimmered with a cold iron-blue light as the horses' hooves clattered on the bluestone road, causing the ginkgo leaves beside the road to flutter down.
Outside the East City Gate, the smoke from the morning market rose, the fragrance of steamed buns filled with date paste mingled with the shouting of peddlers, carried by the west wind over the high city walls.
A figure clad in gold with a sword at his waist walked out from the East City Gate, causing a commotion.
"Look, that person looks just like Marquis Jing'an!"
"Really?"
"Hey, they really do look alike!"
"Could it be the Marquis Jing'an has returned from the Northern Territory?"
"Why would Marquis Jing'an use the city gate?"
"..."
Under everyone's gaze, Li Fei walked into Lanling City.
