After entering the city, the shops on both sides of the street were packed closely together, and the hanging shop signs resembled flags, painting the sky above the city in vibrant colors.
The street was bustling with people. Although not everyone was dressed in finery, the faces of the passersby seemed more lively than those in Wuxiang City.
Looking at this scene so different from the lively atmosphere of Wuxiang City, Zui'Er couldn't help but feel a bit dazzled.
Zhao Ya didn't rush to find Dingtai Martial Arts Hall. Instead, he first took Zui'Er for a stroll around the street, buying some trinkets that girls tend to like.
By the time they were done, it was already noon. Zhao Ya took Zui'Er into a bustling restaurant to have some lunch.
The restaurant attendant, seeing Zhao Ya's tall and remarkable demeanor, and the young woman following him with bright eyes and white teeth, knew they weren't ordinary people, hence he served them with great hospitality.
