Three days later, in the Yamato Nation, Kyoto City.
An ancient mansion that had stood for a thousand years towered amidst the mountain range on the east side of Kyoto. At this moment, nine women dressed in various attire were kneeling in front of the old house, with nine neatly arranged rows of people kneeling behind them as well.
Those with discerning eyes would not find it hard to notice that many among these nine rows of kneeling figures were top businessmen of the world and societal elites. These people came from all corners of the globe, each controlling the economic lifeline of a region, or even an entire nation.
They had been kneeling here for a long time, the longest for as much as three days.
Far from having any complaints, these typically high-and-mighty societal elites all wore looks of eager anticipation on their faces. They were like the most devout followers, awaiting the descent of the True God.
"Eee-ya—"
