The bustling streets were packed with people watching fireworks, and long queues had formed in front of the wooden stalls.
Most of these stalls were set up by residents of the refuge, and many locals had followed suit, hoping to earn some "new money" during the festival.
"So our task today is just to eat and drink to our hearts' content at the celebration?" Pai asked, eyebrows raised as she fiddled with the stamp in her hand.
Yesterday, when Chu Guang had sought her out with such seriousness, she had thought it was some especially troublesome task, but it turned out to be surprisingly simple.
On the streets, they were to indulge in free food and drinks at the refuge residents' stalls, then simply press on the electronic grading tablet provided by the stall owners to conclude their work.
What a strange task.
