"Whether it's worth it is my business," Tong Xiaoxiao snorted angrily, then ignored him and turned away.
As night fell, Mosenan City gradually began to bustle with crowds.
Although the towns on the plains were quite sandy, they had their own distinctive scenery.
After dinner, Mu Qianyue, Nalan Jing, and Ye Hanqing were wandering idly through Mosenan City.
Suddenly, the crowd surged forward like a tide, as if something significant had happened.
Mu Qianyue showed a hint of confusion in her eyes, glanced at Nalan Jing and Ye Hanqing, and said, "Let's go and take a look too."
