The Landlady's meaning was clear: Yuguang Qingxue had plenty of suitors at the Iron-Cast Palace, and Fang Cheng, her suddenly appeared husband, might get into trouble because of them.
Fang Cheng wasn't afraid, just speechless. He had pretended to be someone else precisely to avoid trouble, and now he was going to get into trouble anyway?
"Why does this happen everywhere?"
"Outstanding girls attract admirers without even trying. The question is whether you're up to the task of protecting your flower."
Fang Cheng glanced at the gleeful Tsukikage Hoshi. "What about you, Landlady? Do you have many suitors?"
Tsukikage Hoshi snapped open her little fan. "Guess."
Her tone was calm, yet exuded authority. There was no way the number of the Landlady's suitors could compare to that of a little girl like Yuguang Qingxue.
Fang Cheng smiled. "I'd guess you have lots of suitors, but very few of them actually like you."
Tsukikage Hoshi asked curiously, "Why?"
Even the young woman driving up front quietly perked up her ears.
Fang Cheng teased, "Because you've got a beauty filter on. Turn it off, and I bet your suitors would catch the next train out of town in the middle of the night."
She had a natural Charm ability. Who knew how many people had fallen for her because of it?
Tsukikage Hoshi: ...
The driver up front nearly burst out laughing.
"Hmph, worry about yourself."
Tsukikage Hoshi gave a soft snort and stopped discussing the pointless topic with Fang Cheng.
Fang Cheng continued gazing out the window. Night gradually fell, and the entire Iron-Cast Palace was already ablaze with lights.
Most of the buildings within the walls were built in an antique style, though they weren't very old. The roads bustled with traffic and crowds, and the streets were lined with