Collision

After lunch.

Liu Jinyuan, who had only just recovered, suggested taking a look around the city. Caiyi had wanted to accompany him, but Liu Jinyuan refused. In the end, Lin Yueru went with him for a walk.

Li Xiaoyao watched Liu Jinyuan's retreating figure helplessly, while Caiyi beside him wore a bitter expression.

Humans and demons walked different paths. That was the reason Liu Jinyuan found so hard to accept.

On the main street.

Liu Jinyuan's clothes and hairstyle both seemed utterly out of place here.

Whether it was the local residents or Liu Jinyuan himself, neither side found the other pleasing to the eye.

Although some people clung to traditional hairstyles and chose to pay a hygiene penalty tax for doing so, the Human Reform League said nothing about it.

In truth, this was deliberate on Bai Yulou's part, intended to isolate the diehards.

Farmer households, workers, soldiers, and civil servants all wore short hair and practical clothing. Those unwilling to shave their heads were mostly surviving rural gentry, traditional scholars, and a small number of individual business owners.

The Human Reform League also followed rules. As for wealthy people who had not harmed their region and were usually charitable, it would show leniency by compulsorily buying out and clearing their land holdings.

These people formed the core of the diehards who retained a certain amount of property.

That was why ordinary people on the streets showed disgust whenever they saw someone with a traditional hairstyle.

Because the vast majority of commoners did not want to return to the past. Subconsciously, they believed that people retaining traditional hairstyles intended to restore the Feudal Era.

And such people were destined to be unable to enter the Human Reform League's Civil Service System.

Even though several thousand Confucian scholars repeatedly petitioned