The sky had already darkened to dusk, and many ribbons of lights had appeared above the streets.
These colored lights and streamers wrapped around the buildings lining both sides of the street, partially covering the sky overhead.
It looked exceptionally warm and festive.
There were no carriages or stalls formed by handcarts on this pedestrian street.
Thus, only the eaves extending from the first floors of the roadside buildings remained. The street was merely around ten meters wide, yet it felt perfectly comfortable.
After all, with no vehicles around, pedestrians could leisurely stroll and wander nearby.
After Su Yang and the others left White Night Yaksha's shop, they found themselves halfway up a mountain not far from the town.
From here, they could take in the entire street below at a glance.
"This place's cultural atmosphere is very different from the East Area. Is it really because of the geographical environment?"
Hisada Asuka said unconsciously. Although the climate around them had not changed much, the atmosphere created by the crowds was vastly different due to the distance.
"I really want to walk through that glass corridor. Can we, White Night Yaksha?"
Hisada Asuka held her hands before her, clearly fond of this area.
She had spotted many places she found romantic. After all, she was only fourteen or fifteen, full of yearning for all things romantic and beautiful.
White Night Yaksha folded her hands before her and said in an old-fashioned tone, "No problem, but try to avoid conflicts with others. However, if anyone is rude to you, don't endure it too much either. Su Yang will stand up for you."
Asuka understood what White Night Yaksha meant. They had come here to attend the festival, and as guests, they could not simply do whatever they pleased.
Su Yang's brow