It was high noon.
At this moment, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, relentlessly lashing its blistering rays upon the earth, causing countless people to frown and seek a sliver of shade to escape the heat.
Inside the Da Feng Dynasty, within a tavern that could be considered a mark of luxury, by the lowest round table...
There, silently, sat about three to five people. With furrowed brows, they sipped their apparently chilled drinks and griped endlessly.
"Damn it, the weather is getting hotter by the day. If this continues, not to mention the crops in the fields, even we might not be able to bear it any longer."
Among the three to five people, a burly man couldn't withstand the sweltering heat and couldn't help but complain to those beside him.
The others at the round table, upon hearing these words, all showed the same helpless expression on their faces.
The weather was hot, and that was the doing of the heavens.
