As the sun rose above the morning fog, journeymen and merchants from the countryside passed by as they sang their tunes out loud while selling their merchandise. Gradually, the sun approached its zenith. Groups of horse riders passed by slowly, consisting of officials' daughters on their way to the temple, armed escorts, and vigilante swordsmen often depicted in wuxia novels. Some of these people came up to greet her as they saw her standing in the pavilion. However, she did not see anything. She stood there quietly as her surroundings became noisier, then quietened down. As the sun rose and set, the moon took over as the main distinct object in the sky. It was crescent-shaped and silver in color, and resembled a mother's benevolent complexion.