Dragon Bridge Night Market.
Hee Huan leaned against the wall of a small alley, accompanied by a gaunt woman, the two flirting with each other, deeply enamored.
Suddenly, a dark shadow descended and Gu Wen stood in front of them, his towering figure casting them into shade, his eyes under the bamboo hat glowing red with a faint ghostly light.
It wasn't just any mortal woman who would have been frightened; even Hee Huan himself was taken aback, not understanding why the sense of oppression emanating from this man had intensified so much more than before.
He covered the woman's mouth and comforted her as before, "Don't be scared, my dear. This man is a friend of mine."
My dear?
Gu Wen looked at the somewhat familiar face in front of him. Wasn't this the woman he had encountered in the tooth market before Yu Hua descended to the mortal realm?
He remembered that she had been so unattractive that she struggled to even sell herself, and now she had become this fellow's wife?