Fifteen years have passed, and the Red Maple Valley Marketplace is still as bustling as ever.
Shen Hex took a stroll around, noticing the hurried looks on the faces of passersby, clearly out of the ordinary.
"What's going on?"
"The prices of pills, talismans, dharma artifacts, and all kinds of goods have risen significantly."
"Even the pedestrians are in such a rush, could it be that something major has happened, even making the Red Maple Valley unable to live in peace?"
Shen Hex frowned, shifted his steps, and came to the Drunken Red House again.
"What can I get you, sir?"
A woman greeted him, still pleasing to the eye.
Shen Hex got straight to the point: "I'm here to find out some information."
"Please come upstairs!"
The woman smiled and led him upstairs: "What information are you seeking, sir?"
Shen Hex didn't mince words: "Why have the marketplace prices been rising recently?"
