The morning sun had just arisen from the east, but the town was buzzing as usual.
Golden light slipped through the towering buildings, casting long shadows beneath the stalls that lined up through the main street side.
Jin sniffed the thick air, which filled with the sweet scent of freshly baked bread or something savory like meat skewers, rousing his appetite.
Many wooden wheels were creaking over the paved stone road, rumbling past him as the coachmen barked his order to clear the path.
"It's livelier than usual".
Jin scanned his surroundings, walking with a purpose in mind. His black coat fluttered slightly as he walked silently, yet without pause.
It's been a week since Dannan announced the martial arts festival.
At first, Jin was baffled by the sudden news, but they, the others, began to proactively shower the man with questions until Jin grasped some of them.
