Tonight was not like the Mid-Autumn Festival of years past, where they had encountered many old acquaintances along the way. However, quite a few people still came forward to inquire about them.0

Most of them were maidservants and housekeepers.0

It was likely because Yan An, in his transformed human form, was exceptionally handsome, dressed in fine clothing, and carried himself with a natural air of grace. It seemed that some noble young lady had taken a liking to him but was too shy to ask directly, so she sent her servants instead to inquire about his identity—whether he was the son of a prominent family in the city and whether he was already engaged.0

And truth be told, women in this era were far from timid—especially in the time after the reign of the Empress.0

Song You found the situation amusing rather than troublesome. He responded politely, explaining that Yan An was not from Changjing and would be leaving the city soon. He expressed gratitude for their interest but stated that Yan An currently had no intention of seeking marriage.0

Meanwhile, Yan An turned beet red every single time.0

Along the way, someone was striking molten iron to create dazzling bursts of sparks. Fireflowers burst into the sky, scattering like glowing fireflies.0

There were also street magicians showcasing impressive illusions.0

One performer suddenly stretched out his hand and flung a cloud of smoke into the air. With a loud boom, a...0