The next day, after the fog had completely dissipated, Weichi Peng and his companions understood why their opponents had said the night before that the fog had not completely cleared.
The colors... were too vibrant!
By the end of Chen time in the early morning, as the hour agreed upon by their opponents arrived, a breeze swept through, and the people were finally able to clearly see the colors on the opposite bank...
They were completely different from this side!
It was as if they were in a completely different style of painting. The colors on the opposite shore were obviously deeper—the grass greener, the soil blacker, the sky bluer. It was visible to the naked eye that the hues of the people's attire over there were also more vivid and pronounced.
In contrast, their own side seemed to be a faded oil painting, the style of which felt more blurred!
