"What's going on, what's going on? Why has the water begun to boil? Which skilled individual is refining artifacts at the bottom of the pond?"
Colorful curtains swayed as the painted boats traveled along the river.
A young nobleman popped his head out, holding a large white pair of pants in one hand, and saw at the southern corner of the Accumulated Water Pond, white foam everywhere, water swirling like wheels, spurting outward like Baotu Spring in Qi State.
There was even white mist shooting straight into the sky!
Clearly, it was a cluster of boiling water!
In Jiangnan, after the Grain Rain season, men with heavier Yang energy would wear single-layered robes in the morning, but here in the Imperial Capital, one could still see white mist when exhaling in the morning sun.
Spring was warm and flowers were blooming, the Accumulated Water Pond was filled with boats traveling along the river.
Not only the young nobleman, but many on the painted boats noticed this peculiar scene.
