No matter how much she missed life in the Realm of Reflections, Nan Xian quickly put her mind back on her work.
After quickly packing her luggage, she arrived in Qingcheng.
As night fell, this renowned historical and cultural city was already lit up with bright lights. The busiest streets in the city center were teeming with pedestrians, and since it was a holiday, everyone's face was beaming with smiles.
Wearing a baseball cap and a mask, dressed casually, Nan Xian sat leisurely in a street-facing coffee shop, enjoying the lively and dazzling night view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Her gaze casually swept over the passersby, then suddenly stopped, her pupils contracting—
Across the street, on the side of the road, stood a tall person in a black trench coat with striking red lips... It was that cross-dressing master!
Nan Xian suddenly stood up, her gaze fixed on him. After confirming that she wasn't seeing things, she slung her bag over her shoulder and ran out.
However, when she walked out onto the street and looked across the street, she could no longer see the man.
She looked around anxiously, her steps hesitant.
There are several intersections nearby, making it almost a maze of roads, and she had no idea which direction to look in.
Nan Xian bit her lower lip and pondered for a moment before randomly pointing in a direction and walking away.
Situ Ting once told her that the Hundred Harmony Body is a darling of heaven and earth, and is blessed with great fortune, making it easy to succeed in whatever she does—since that's the case, then let's test how lucky we are!
As it turns out, Nan Xian was indeed lucky.
After turning two corners, she saw that familiar black figure again!
Her eyes lit up, and she quickly caught up with him.
The person in front seemed to notice something; he slowly turned his face and looked back.
He saw Nan Xian, his expression momentarily surprised, then he seemed to realize something and raised an eyebrow knowingly.
Immediately, he gave her a sly smile.
Nan Xian was momentarily stunned by the smile, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in her heart.
A male passerby walked towards her. He was looking down at his phone, but for some reason he suddenly looked up and his gaze fell directly on Nan Xian's face.
"Hey! You're a star, you're a star!" he shouted.
Other passersby looked over curiously upon hearing this. Seeing Nan Xian dressed like this late at night, and with such a great figure, they subconsciously believed it and began to whisper among themselves.
Nan Xian thought to herself, "Oh no!" She adjusted her hat and was about to slip away when—
"Ah! It's Nan Xian! It's Nan Xian from 'Unveiling Ghost Stories'!"
Someone yelled out, revealing Nan Xian's identity.
This immediately caused a commotion among the passersby. Those who had hesitated to move forward just moments before instantly surrounded her, completely blocking Nan Xian's escape route.
It's not that Nan Xian's popularity has reached the point where everyone knows her, but rather that "Unveiling Ghost Stories" is just too popular, especially the previous uninhabited island incident, which even made it onto the national news. Her name appeared on the most-watched channel for several consecutive days, making it hard for people not to remember her.
"Nan Xian! Nan Xian, please give me your autograph!"
"Big star, can I take a photo with you?"
"Nan Xian! I'm your fan! Nan Xian, look this way! Ahhh!"
Nan Xian tiptoed and glanced outside the crowd. As expected, the cross-dressing man had disappeared again.
It's obvious even to a fool that the current situation must be his doing.
It seems he doesn't want to see me.
She sighed helplessly to herself.
Fortunately, this wasn't the first time she'd encountered this situation, and knowing she "couldn't escape it," she simply took off her mask and said generously, "I can sign autographs and take photos, please don't crowd... A birthday wish for your daughter? Sure, how old is your daughter?"
When Ding He arrived to "rescue" Nan Xian after receiving the news, she looked surprised: "Sister, how did you manage to be recognized like this?"
She was referring to the black wig that Nan Xian had specially changed into.
Nan Xian slumped in the back seat, rubbing her wrist, which ached from signing autographs, and sighed softly.
"Ah...it's a long story..."
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