The crowd had gathered around the pearl stall, excitedly watching every time a pearl clam shell was carefully pried open, anticipating the sudden burst of luster that could bring cheers of surprise.
The iridescence of the pearls and the sparkle in the eyes of the onlookers wove into a vivid picture, while a tense atmosphere filled with the salty smell of seawater and anticipation permeated the air.
But it was then that a stout man—Chen Yun, with a huge and conspicuous fish tank hoisted on his shoulder, slowly made his way into the crowd.
The trickling sound of water and the giant bone snake fish swimming within seemed to exude a serene strength; contrasting sharply with the surrounding clamor.
His arrival was like a breath of cool air on a summer's day, bringing instant quiet to the previously noisy scene.
The style of Chen Yun was strikingly different.
