The night was already dark, but the streetlights shone brightly, with rhombic stones adorning every store, making even the road signs gleam brightly.
The streets of the Seventh District were narrow.
Zhou Yi followed Doctor Lu and a diverse crowd, rubbing shoulders.
"Why don't they make these streets wider?"
"There's no need."
The antlered female doctor said: "This way it seems crowded and prosperous, giving the illusion of an endless influx of people and booming business."
"Life is easily misled and influenced by group behavior, encouraging everyone to have the desire to spend locally. From the Seventh District to the First, it's almost all like this."
"Is business here not good?"
"It's not that it's bad, but really, only a few trades make money."
She said: "Prostitution, gambling, assassination, collecting."
Zhou Yi said: "Isn't this a safe zone? Is assassination allowed?"
