The streets of the Vermilion Fox Clan burned with endless light and celebration.
Fireworks blossomed across the heavens like flowers of flame while music drifted through every corner of the city. Fox beasts laughed beneath glowing lanterns, dancers spun through the streets, and the entire clan pulsed with vibrant life beneath the night sky.
Su Ningyan walked slowly through the bustling roads, his violet eyes reflecting the countless lights around him.
The Vermilion Fox Clan was famous for its unrestrained revelry. Even Fire City, which was dominated by fox bloodlines, could not compare to this place.
And strangely, he liked it.
He liked the warmth. The noise. The chaos. The life.
For the first time since awakening, the emptiness inside him quieted for very long.
His gaze lifted toward the endless lanterns floating across the sky and a thought surfaced in his mind without warning.
I want the Phoenix Clan to become like this too.
The thought startled him.
