In March, owing to the Imperial Examination, the entire Shengjing was bustling with excitement, and even the small towns around Shengjing were teeming with people, all thrilled to witness the parade of the new scholars through the streets of Shengjing City.
Whether the event was a grand affair or not, Xiong Er and Jing Xiaosi couldn't care less. This spectacle, which occurred every three years, was nothing new to them, and certainly could not compare to the surprise, shock, and...
Terror!
The two hapless brothers supported each other, trembling as they watched several people ahead of them. They had come to realize what Qin Liuxi had meant when he said that seeing starving ghosts was a mere trifle.
Compared to walking down the Yin Road and seeing a variety of ghosts in different states of death, starving ghosts were really nothing, barely even an appetizer.
