As the golden crow set in the west, the jade rabbit rose in the east.
Pei Xuanjing and Bai Xiaosheng sat in the attic of an inn, gazing at the bright moon and drinking fine wine.
Pei Xuanjing thought about the three major lists Bai Xiaosheng had mentioned earlier, another thing that had happened in the simulation of life. But this time he wasn't too surprised, after all, this was not the first time.
Although Bai Xiaosheng had listed himself as the leader of the so-called Wind and Cloud List, putting himself in the limelight, he considered his current situation: the more debt, the less pressure; the more lice, the less worry. It didn't bother him much.
He didn't mind this matter as the Wind and Cloud List was to be changed every three years. Once the three-year period was over, he would retreat for refining and accumulating Taoyun, and these three years would pass quickly.
So he was rather curious about a few other things, like who exactly were the 18 people in the Supreme List.
