With a mechanical buzz and rumble, the spring locomotive slowly rolled into the field, just as Great Monarch Sibangqi was clutching his heart and his wallet, his face ashen.
Not far away under the viewing platform, Madlan, Harbin, and Theodora were gathered together.
The viewing platform was held up by a row of Aier-Renaissance-style coltsfoot stone pillars, and the shadow beneath the pillars happened to cover the three of them.
"Do we really have to do this?" Rubbing the back of his neck, Harbin's scalp tingled as he wrung his hands.
Standing beside him, Theodora looked even worse; she clenched the hem of her dress. "Kissing in public… this is way too outrageous, isn't it?"
Realizing her voice was a bit loud, she sneaked a glance around.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she dared to go on: "What, do I look like some shameless vagrant woman? We haven't even really done much in private…"
