Xi Ming followed behind the young lady, matching her step by step, walking on the streets of Liangzhou City. Her eyes roamed everywhere, unable to take in enough. She had grown to the age of sixteen and had never seen so many people crowded together, nor had she seen such beautiful lanterns.
The Dongfang Clan had lived in seclusion for generations, with only a few hundred members scattered across a vast area. On ordinary days, she saw very few people, let alone the fact that her lineage had already fallen into obscurity. She only moved around the periphery of the Dongfang Clan's territory and rarely saw others, so seeing so many people at once really gave her quite a scare.
The lanterns outside were red and also of various colors.
Such sights, she had only read about in books before.
