Feng Xiaoyu, still harboring reservations about their mission, sighed. "Fine," she conceded. "But be careful. This city is crawling with royal guards, and everyone here has pure Blue Moon Eclipse Devil Blood running through their veins, just like you."
Wang Jian smirked. "Don't worry, little Feng Xiaoyu," he teased. "A little reconnaissance is child's play for yours truly." He winked at her before melting into the throng of people, his dark cloak shrouding his movements.
Yin Lian, ever the strategist, suggested, "Mu Xuanyin, why don't we head towards the market square? Merchants often gossip, and they might have some juicy tidbits about the royal couple."
Mu Xuanyin, with a slow, seductive smile, readily agreed. "Sounds like a plan, Yin Lian. Besides, I wouldn't mind trying some of those exotic fruits they're selling."
