The moon was high up in the sky, and the surroundings were covered with faintly discernible smoke. The huge lake was like a mirror with tiny silver scales, its quietness made people feel relaxed and happy.
A figure stood proudly on the peak, overlooking the lake and the night scenery. The clouds were hanging upside down in the sky, rotating and rising upward, looking magnificent.
"The past twenty years were like just a day, so what if there are ups and downs in life?" the figure let out a sigh that sounded both emotional and joyful.
Behind him were over ten to twenty people - there were beggars with disheveled hair, monks in kasayas, priests in plain robes, and men and women in various attires of the pugilistic world.
