The night was pleasant. Although they had come out for a stroll, they were not merely strolling; at the very least, they had to find some fun.
However, with Xiao Xueer and An You so conspicuous, they did not dare go anywhere crowded. They could only wander casually along the river, occasionally ducking into an interesting little shop they happened to pass. Most of the time, they would touch and look around for ages without buying anything. When they came across a snack stall with an enticing aroma, they would buy a little to sample—roughly one skewer of tofu, with each person eating one piece.
Still, aside from An Yang, the other seven were all women, and every one of them was incredibly charming. The shopkeepers and snack-stall owners did not find it strange at all. Instead, they beamed with delight.
As they walked, their group drew an exceptionally high number of glances. Men and women alike paid them extra attention, often turning back repeatedly after passing them, as if they felt that even the women's backs were breathtakingly beautiful.
An Yang also received quite a few looks, probably because people were curious about what kind of extraordinary person he was to be traveling with so many women as beautiful as fairies.
Fortunately, the light was dim at night, and the multicolored neon along the riverside railing shone across their faces, making them difficult to recognize. An You and Xiao Xueer walked in the very middle of the group. Whenever they encountered young people coming from the opposite direction, the others would consciously tighten their formation and block the two girls from view. Nothing went wrong along the way.
Even so, Xiao Xueer and An You had to lower their heads every time and did not dare relax. Several times,