Zhao Huai quickly returned to Jinzhou City with the two women in tow.
Qiu Yueqing walked behind gracefully and elegantly, well-behaved since scolded by Zhao Huai.
Once in the city, she couldn't help but look around.
Her eyes were filled with curiosity as she looked at the bustling market streets, with the aroma of green onion pancakes and roasted chicken floating in the air, and the vendors hawking their wares from time to time.
This was a completely different world compared to the ethereal atmosphere of the Spiritual Mountains.
Since joining the Exquisite Palace, Qiu Yueqing had spent most of her time cultivating or slaying demons and exorcising devils, and had rarely seen the streets, alleys, and green slatestone paths of the human world.
Occasionally, an elderly man with a smoking pipe would walk out of a courtyard and look at Zhao Huai and his companions with a curious expression on their faces.