The New Year's market was a sea of people as far as the eye could see. Shen Yibin felt as if he'd gone back in time to the country fairs of his childhood. 'Now *this* is what I call lively! Who says the New Year's spirit is fading? They just haven't been to a place like this. Just looking at the festive, joyful faces of all the shoppers is enough to make you happy.'
"Hey, make way, make way! Let us through!" Except for Cheeky and Maphario, the rest of the group was getting crushed by the crowd and couldn't take it anymore, forcing Shen Yibin to ask people to make a little room.
