He had rested for the night.
In the morning, Zhu Minglang was awakened by a chorus of delicate calls—his room was right along the street.
Zhu Minglang pushed open the window and saw that the road below was somehow filled with people, mostly women, but also a significant number of men, dressed in styles that suggested many, like Zhu Minglang and his companions, came from other countries.
As Zhu Minglang wondered what was going on, a luxurious carriage drawn by three majestic golden dragons slowly made its way down the Flower God Avenue.
The carriage itself was like a magnificent treasure mountain adorned with the most luxurious of rare flowers, colorful exquisite silks draped over a maple wood base, and a dazzling array of gold ornaments, silver ones, Luminous Pearls, jade, and other precious gems hung from the prestigious golden branches.
