With his green skin and dragon tail, mortals would definitely be astonished. Su Yougen and his peers were used to such sights, so it didn't bother them, but the common folk below had never seen such a thing. Since he was just here for a casual stroll, naturally, he didn't need to attract too much attention.
Including Song Yin himself, once he stepped out, he also transformed, dressing like a peasant's son.
There was no need to change his face – it was average and unremarkable to begin with.
The two walked down the street unnoticed, blending into the crowd like mortals, enjoying their stroll through the market.
"What is this...?"
Ao Mogang stood in front of a bun shop at this moment, pointing at freshly steamed buns with curiosity.
Before Song Yin could answer, the bun seller laughed, "Where did you come from that you don't even recognize buns?"
"Buns? Whose child is wrapped inside?" Ao Mogang asked.
