They said they were going to Sword Lake, but the two left the city very slowly.
Two little pigs wobbled down the major streets of the city, curiously gazing at the various stalls and the dazzling array of shops, though they were both quite worldly, at this moment everything felt novel.
Zhao Changhe had never really wandered the streets in this life, whether in Qinghe or Gusu. During his time in Gusu, given the choice between strolling the streets or touring the lake, he chose the latter.
And Vermilion Bird hadn't gone out shopping like a little girl for many years... Once the Vermilion Bird Mask was on, her overwhelming murderous aura would silence the entire street. What market stroll could there be?
Don't even mention her true identity, shopping was even harder.
But now... People's gazes fell on her face, but instead of fear, they were replaced with benevolent auntie smiles, full of goodwill.
