132 The Vicissitudes of Life (1)

Van stepped casually into the bustling town. The sight of a stranger entering the town barely drew any attention, contrary to Van's expectations.

Van relaxed a little bit and looked around. The houses were constructed well, clearly a step-up from the village level and the streets were lined with stones. The people in the town looked exceedingly ordinary - there were rich and poor, young and old, men and women were busily conducting their own lives. Over there, two young children played on their front door step with dolls made of straw. A thin and tanned middle-aged man was leading a donkey down the main road, calling out to any friends he passed on his journey.