Following behind Murong Wanqing, the three of them squeezed through the crowd, looking at the man and woman encircled by people in the center.
The young man was dressed in opulent clothes. He had a fat head and large ears, and the flesh of his face was so thick it nearly obscured his features. If not for his robes holding it in, the fat of his belly would probably dangle to the ground. The girl, however, was a stark contrast to this well-dressed fatty. Her clothes were covered in patches, and she was incredibly small and thin. Her face was a bit sallow, likely from malnutrition, but that still couldn't hide her beauty. Paired with her large, glistening eyes, she looked especially pitiable.
At that moment, the well-dressed fatty was yanking the girl's arm, glaring at her viciously.
"Isn't that Young Master Hua, the young master of the City Lord's Mansion? Is he trying to abduct another young woman?" a bystander whispered.
