Zhao Yao stood by the window on the second floor of the tavern, gazing at the docks not far away. Despite the busy comings and goings and the continuous shouts during the day, the docks showed no signs of the bloody battle that took place here last night.
In recent times, every night there would be brutal fights at the docks of Jinling City, Suzhou Prefecture, and Runzhou Prefecture. The banks of the Jinling River, Run River, and Suzhou River were all stained with blood, and the air was filled with a strong stench of blood. Yet, by day, the blood and stench would vanish completely, as if nothing had ever happened.
The people of Jinling City seemed oblivious, going about their business at the docks as usual.
In the eyes of the people of Jinling City, Zhao Yao saw no trace of fear or unease. They seemed accustomed to these events and were completely unfazed.
