Walking through the streets, the street lamps ahead were bright, with residents gathering in small groups to chat and cool off.
Bards stood under the street lamps like natural stages, some reciting poems loudly, some performing popular plays from the island in groups of a few, with cheers erupting from time to time.
There were also various vendors, carrying their loads, selling local snacks. Though not as diverse as the modern world's offerings, they carried a strong local flavor.
The crowd grew, and Lilith paused her steps, wanting to pull her hand back, but it remained held by Wu Heng.
"So many people! It's not a good influence." Lilith murmured softly.
"We're disguised, what are you afraid of?" Wu Heng smiled, pulling her closer, leading her out of the street into the crowd.
Lilith had no choice but to press down the brim of her hat and follow with large strides, her earlobes a bright red.
