Several sneaky figures blended into the crowd, with some plainly dressed people lingering around dark corners, glancing around as if they thought they were being stealthy.
Qu Tong stood higher up, taking in everything with a slight furrow between her delicate brows.
The atmosphere felt a bit off.
However, chaos might actually be better.
Within the crowd.
Dressed in disguise, Lan Weiying wore a large black hat, her distinctly light purple eyes also hidden behind brown contacts, though her demeanor had not changed much, still exuding the aloofness of a young lady of high status.
It was only when she unconsciously looked back at the crowd that she locked eyes with a pair of smiling, almond-shaped eyes, shining dazzlingly like the stars in the night sky.
The more dangerous, the more captivating; a single glance had already put Lan Weiying on alert.
