The streets were packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, so crowded that it was impossible to move, even more crowded than an anthill!
People in all sorts of strange costumes flocked to Shannan Prefecture, including ninjas from Japan.
There were dancers from the Western Regions, and even strong men from Africa.
They speak different languages and have different accents.
But they all came for the same goal—the Sanam Prefectural Games!
The guesthouse was fully booked, and the owners were all smiles.
They temporarily added beds on the roof, in the yard, and even in the trees, and the demand still couldn't meet the supply!
Guests even resorted to physical fights to secure rooms, resulting in a full-blown brawl.
The scene was extremely chaotic, comparable to a frenzy over buying cabbages at a farmers' market!
The restaurant was bustling with activity, every seat was taken, and the air was filled with the noise of people.
The sounds of finger-guessing games, guessing games, and shouts rose and fell, making it even more intense than a battlefield!
The guests got completely drunk; some sang while clinging to pillars, while others climbed onto tables and danced.
Some even lay on the ground and fell fast asleep, and the scene got out of control for a while!
Even the old man selling roasted sweet potatoes on the street is doing incredibly well.
The charcoal fire glowed red-hot, and the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes wafted for miles, attracting countless foodies!
The old man happily added firewood to the fire while collecting money, counting money until his hands cramped.
I would count money until I fell asleep at night, and in my dreams I would hear the clinking of gold ingots.
I woke up to find a pile of gold ingots under my pillow!
Lu Yan stood at the highest point of the government office, overlooking the bustling city.
I felt a great sense of accomplishment, like an emperor reigning over the world!
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