836 The Hanged Victim

At noon, the sunshine glimmered on the snow-covered ground. Although the sunshine made it seem like it should be warm, it felt still cold outside. Even after quite a long time had passed after it had fallen, the snow still did not show any signs of melting.

However, even in this cold winter weather, many people were bustling about outdoors. As he was sitting in the corner of a restaurant, Zhao Yu could see the crowds of people passing by in the streets and lanes.

Everywhere he looked, he saw people walking alongside one another, pushing small carts to sell goods, and talking amongst themselves in small groups. He even saw a few old men in military coats and cotton gloves, who were playing chess in a nearby park.