A chilly wind blew past.
Dongfang Xue's hair danced in the wind, and her dress blossomed like a lotus flower in the night sky.
She leaned on the railing and looked out across the vibrant city with countless colors reflected in her eyes.
She could see the city in all its lavish and lively glory, but at the same time, she was seemingly far away from the city itself.
It was as if she was situated amid the glitz and glamor, but at the same time, she was also situated in her very own world here.
Ne Zha's heavenly red silk scarf also danced in the wind.
"This city is very modernized and reminds me of the cities during the Purple Star Civilization era. Perhaps this world will reach those heights one day." An expression of yearning appeared on his face.
"Purple Star Civilization? What kind of civilization is that?" Dongfang Xue turned to An Lin with curiosity on her face.
