Great Vajra Temple

Capital City.

The moment Aaron entered the city, he felt as though a painted scroll were slowly unfurling before him.

The official road was broad, pedestrians packed it shoulder to shoulder, and shops of every kind lined both sides.

Besides the usual taverns and teahouses, the most eye-catching sights were the various fighting pits, offering everything from cockfights to dogfighting wagers.

There were even contests between female sumo wrestlers!

Though Aaron deeply doubted what exactly those patrons were there to watch.

Below the sumo ring, a crowd of old men waved their betting slips as they watched the women grapple, looking thoroughly delighted.

More importantly, Aaron noticed that many people were using not silver, but banknotes of various denominations. Great Song's paper currency had clearly penetrated deep into common society and gained widespread acceptance.

Naturally, there were also deep-eyed, high-nosed foreigners, as well as alluring Western Region dancing girls...

Yet at that moment, the most dazzling fellow on the whole street was undoubtedly Aaron!

In the capital, passersby suddenly heard a tiger's roar that cowed every beast.

Then, a tiger white as jade from head to toe came slowly down from the end of Heavenly Street, carrying a young Daoist on its back, like an immortal descended among mortals.

At that moment, even the well-traveled citizens of the capital could not help but kneel and kowtow, praying for the immortal's blessings.

What a pity...

I still have too few Fate points!

Aaron rode along at an unhurried pace, checking his Fate points as he sighed inwardly.

He felt that most people were simply there for the spectacle. And since they were only enjoying the show, they naturally would not develop any desire to submit to him or die for him.

That meant no Fate!

*Seeing too much isn't necessarily a