The night market's periphery, set against a desert backdrop, featured camps scattered in all directions. The human chatter had diminished considerably compared to the early evening, yet there still were people busily loading goods onto wagons.
From a distance, Zhao Changhe watched, the scene often reminding him of bustling port docks, a veritable hub of trade and commerce.
It was unclear what sort of understanding existed between the various merchant caravans, whether they had prearranged their own territories or not, but from the looks of it, they kept to their areas without interfering with each other, maintaining order despite the crowd.
This arrangement conveniently aided Zhao Changhe in his investigation. Had it been chaotic, it would have been a headache.
