What sort of people had the citizens of Chaoge ever seen before? The man was handsome and distinguished, while the woman possessed breathtaking natural beauty. One after another, people stopped to stare and marvel, forgetting even to conduct their business.
Su Yang raised his brows slightly, but was not annoyed. He had come merely to wander, and the world's astonished glances were simply an added source of amusement. If he lost his temper over this, would that not be beneath a Saint's magnanimity?
Before long, countless burning gazes followed the pair. Su Yang held Feng Yanran's delicate hand and headed toward the city gate at an unhurried pace.
Feng Yanran's wrist was slender, soft, and warm. Gently gathered in Su Yang's palm, it made her ears quietly flush with a faint blush. Yet she did not pull away. Instead, she leaned slightly toward him, breathing lightly, her brows lowered, adding a tender charm that seemed to say she had something to speak but could not bring herself to do so.
Near the city gate, a guard thrust his spear across their path. His voice was rough. "Halt! State your names and your purpose!"
Su Yang's brows drew together slightly. Who had ever dared block his path before? But he had come only to take a leisurely stroll and clear his mind; there was no need to lose his temper over such a trivial matter. He merely said calmly, "Just out for a walk."
The soldier froze, clearly never expecting someone of such bearing to personally say he was "out for a walk." As he hesitated, his gaze swept past Su Yang and immediately stopped. Feng Yanran stood there like the moon reflected in a cold pool, beautiful and pure beyond compare. His heart leaped, but he quickly came to his