As they got closer to Zhongnan Mountain, the roads became increasingly crowded with pedestrians and horse-drawn carriages. Upon reaching the market town, the place was already swarming with people, and the main roads as well as side paths were nearly impassable.
A dozen or so official sedan chairs bobbed like small boats in the sea of people, and streams of devout men and women came and went incessantly. Along the way, one could spot the Taoist's cap and the monk's shaved head, while on both sides, vendors hawked various miscellaneous goods, and the noise of the crowd reached the heavens.
The crowd was overwhelming.
Chen Yi and Yin Weiyin had to disembark from their carriage early, with Chen Yi leading the way and Yin Weiyin following behind. The female crown adjusted her veil hat, furrowed her brows, and showed her displeasure at the surrounding clamor.
