The night fell unnoticed, and the neon lights on both sides of the street lit up almost simultaneously!
The dazzling neon lights illuminated this prosperous ancient city, making the entire city seem like a fantastical dreamland, resplendent and stunning!
The only slight blemish is the bitter north wind, which feels like a painful knife cut on one's body.
Yet even so, the streets are still filled with many pedestrians, especially the snack streets, and all the night venues are packed.
The cold weather cannot stop a foodie's dreams, nor can it stop a lonely person searching for a lovely companion!
The Yenching Family!
Yan Qingjun sat quietly in the courtyard, with a sharp sword stuck beside him, his eyes filled with a fierce look, just like the sharp sword stuck on the ground emitting endless cold, extremely sharp!
The bitter north wind howled past Yan Qingjun, but he seemed to feel no cold at all, just sitting quietly on the chair, motionless, like a statue!
