Shen Chen blinked slightly, nodding indifferently: "Alright, just now was merely a preliminary test, just to try out the flexibility of the ring."
With the sound of the Qiang flute, admiring the mist and clouds.
The brightly lit night market, with willows like smoke, wind-blocking curtains, emerald green tents, and colorfully painted bridges, the pavilions stand high and low, with equally many people streaming by.
A young girl with almond-shaped eyes, pink cheeks, dressed in a Shu powder long gown with gold thread button peony patterns, beside a young boy with features like a painting, the appearance of this golden boy and jade girl always attracts the gaze of others.
Occasionally one or two local familiar pedestrians know there's a trick with the rings at this small vendor's stall.
Nine out of ten people leave empty-handed, and the remaining one can only rely on luck to hit one or two~
It's hard not to feel that the young master and young lady might not enjoy themselves today.
