The Xuan Feng City was one of the top ten cities in the dynasty. As it was close to the mountains, there were many people coming and going. Hence, it developed quite well.
Lu Yang with Xiao Ling in his arms, and the other two landed on the path a mile away from Xuan Feng City. It was already evening, and there was an endless stream of people entering and leaving the city. It was vivacious.
After letting the crows leave on their own, Lu Yang carried Xiao Ling. Being the first senior brother, he felt that it was his right and paid little attention to everything. The three senior brothers made a move with her. And she felt weird.
