High above the lively streets, a shadow stood on the edge of a tall golden rooftop.
The wind of the night brushed against his robe, making the white fabric flutter softly behind him.
Xing Luoye's eyes were fixed on the street below.
Among the crowd, he could clearly see two familiar figures.
His brother. And the female they had brought back.
The two of them were walking side by side. The golden lights of the night market shone around them. From a distance, they truly looked like a newly paired couple enjoying a peaceful night together.
Yue Yue was holding a skewer in one hand and a glowing fruit in the other. Her eyes were bright with excitement as she looked at every stall.
Xing Luoguang walked beside her quietly. Every time she slowed down, he slowed down too. Every time she stopped, he stopped with her.
He did not say much, but his gaze never left her. Xing Luoye's hands slowly clenched.
