"He is married."
Surrounded by disciples from both the Lee and Zi families, they made their way towards the bustling town. The curious gazes of the townspeople followed their entourage as they passed through, aware that a martial arts competition was taking place soon. The air was filled with anticipation and excitement. Some young women were eager to find husbands while some young men were eager to be noticed by the big families and hopefully become a disciple.
As they approached the town, a group of young, marriageable age women gathered by the bridge. Their eyes sparkled with admiration as they caught sight of the handsome and stern-faced Luo Muchen. Unable to resist his allure, they impulsively threw their handkerchiefs towards him, hoping to catch his attention. However, Luo Muchen paid no heed to their gestures, his focus solely on the journey ahead. His fingers tightened on Qie Xieling's waist as he dodged the pretty silk handkerchiefs raining down on them.