Mu Hanyan led his horse through the crowded throng, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the small stalls along the road. Nearing the Longyan Mountain Range, the wares displayed on these stands were dazzling with an assortment of strange flowers and herbs along with refined iron ore that even Mu Hanyan had seldom seen.
Seeing that Mu Hanyan and his companions were dressed with a noble air and leading horses that were also rare to come by, the merchants guessed that these must be the young descendants of some great family out on an expedition. They were thus exceptionally enthusiastic, their voices growing louder when they saw them pass, even going so far as to grab them and tout their goods.
