Early morning.
Miss Luojia's store.
The chilly autumn morning was exceptionally crisp, the sky not yet fully bright, a thin layer of white frost had already formed on the pale blue wooden sign in front of the door. Miss Luojia's store was situated near the waterfront, yet the riverbed was frozen too, hazily reflecting the orange-yellow light.
The chaos of last night had ended, and the curfew was being enforced in an orderly fashion.
Gazing through the window lattice, the streets outside the shop were empty. Only the shady path covered with maple leaves, the mirror-like white riverbed, the morning mist by the water, and the autumnal light wrapped in the mist and foliage were visible.
"Meow meow meow."
Ge Xiaohei stood proudly on the roof, hands on her hips, overlooking her domain—Chaotic Holy City, contentedly stretching her neck and crowing in a high-pitched meow. In no time, she had meowed the Sun of Avad into existence.
