The Flower Festival was the birthday of all the flowers.
Young girls wore brightly colored clothes and head ornaments in between their brows. They walked with dainty, light footsteps and swayed while they walked. They worshipped the Flower God with their servants as their escorts.
The audience in the streaming room taunted that it was definitely a day that singles would suffer.
"Spring is approaching. Every living organism is reviving its vitality. It's a day when young men reveal their innermost feelings and when singles continue to cry."
Jiang Pengji sat on a fallen trunk, and there was a gathering in the distance. The young, beautiful, and youthful girls were indescribably pretty under the spring sunshine. Not only did they attract Jiang Pengji's attention, but they also attracted the attention of many young aristocrats.