"Hmm? Why are there so many people on the street..."
As he stepped out the door and reached the street, Gu Yuan immediately sensed something unusual.
Previously, because the Patriarch of the Qian Mansion, Qian Cheng, had been killed, the streets had been desolate for a while.
But now, the aftermath of the Qian Mansion case had already passed.
Moreover, the streets were bustling with people, much livelier than before.
Most of them were unfamiliar faces.
By the roadside, small vendors were loudly hawking their goods, voices rising and falling, and the aroma of various snacks filled the air.
The smiles on the faces of many pedestrians also seemed to have grown.
"Is the year's end approaching?"
Looking at the lively scene before him, Gu Yuan felt a little dazed.
This world had some similarities to his previous life.
There was also the concept of the New Year, called "Zhu Year."
