"It's certainly quite festive."
Cheng Ye nodded with a smile, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.
All the shanties on the previously chaotic pedestrian street had been completely demolished, revealing the smooth concrete ground.
The sudden openness felt a bit unusual.
Near the Celestial Essence Mall, a simple wooden stage was set up, with a red banner inscribed with "Good fortune with the demolition of Celestial Essence Pedestrian Street," flapping noisily in the wind.
Elder Song and the other two elders, dressed again in their red robes embroidered with auspicious clouds, sat on chairs in the center of the stage.
Unlike their serious demeanor at the previous community meeting, today the three elders' faces showed noticeable traces of nervousness, though they couldn't hide the joy in their eyes.
After all, demolishing the pedestrian street symbolized getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, marking a fresh start.
