Yu Sheng led an endlessly energetic puppet, along with a fox with an insatiable appetite and an ever-awake artificial saintess, roaming the great city at the foot of the mountain for an entire day, until the night fell and the lights illuminated.
"So beautiful..."
The little puppet sat on Yu Sheng's shoulder, looking up with wide eyes. She saw the lights and illusions between the pavilions and towers lighting up one after another, and huge flower boats adorned with blossoms slowly flying across the sky. Small buildings with carved beams and painted rafters were built on the flower boats, and a river of lights rose from the distant market, flowing through the entire city—such a breathtaking sight, far surpassing the Mo City on Shuji.
Yu Sheng, carrying Erin, sat on a section of guardrail by the side of the road, looking up at the city's night scenery, gently sighed after a long while, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn impressive."
