Luan Xin rubbed the space between his brows.
He noticed no strange changes in his body.
After Luan Xin left, the woman said, "You like him a lot."
"Human emotions are the richest of all the races I've seen. Don't you think they're all so pitiful and lovable?"
Shen Tang couldn't believe anyone wouldn't like these little people.
The woman said, "...I don't."
Shen Tang wasn't surprised by that answer.
After all, this woman had lived in the most benighted era of all living things. She'd never been one for emotions. Shen Tang was already quite old herself, yet next to the woman, she still counted as young. She had no idea how rotten Tenth Old was to have dug up even this shut-in.
Talk about bullying the elderly.
Respect for the old and care for the young had gone straight down that dead fox's gullet.
Shen Tang changed into a modest set of everyday clothes, ready to take the woman out for a stroll. She had to sell the old relic on how pitiful and lovable the human race was. The woman watched her in confusion. "You could do it with a single thought. Why go to all this trouble?"
"Because I'm stuck in a mortal body now."
She couldn't just change clothes with a snap of her fingers.
Huang Ting was always bustling. Every rare treasure from across the Four Directions Continent could be found here, and every few steps brought the sound of dialects from far and wide. Shen Tang and the woman blended into the crowd without drawing any attention. No passersby recognized the person who had just walked by as the ruler of this young dynasty. Shen Tang mused, "Humans may not live forever, but they live such vivid, lively lives, full of the warmth