Ye Sheng froze for a moment.
The night wind whipped through the clamorous Bright Moon Square, a place of both brightly lit prosperity and the Mortal World's panicked disarray.
What was most peculiar was that, aside from the most chaotic streets, many of the mansions lining the roads were still filled with peaceful song and dance.
As Song Ciwan moved through the city using her Lightweight Skill, her ears were filled with the sounds of festive music and dance.
Mixed in were various eerie ditties about foot-binding, though they weren't coming from the group that had charged into the market from Bright Moon Square's North Gate. In truth, that group wasn't fast enough; Song Ciwan and Ye Sheng had long since left them far behind.
This could only mean that Princess Chunshui's influence had already permeated all of Bright Moon Square.
