Clouds piled up in layers, like black curtains pressed against the heads and heavy on the hearts. The pedestrians in the city of Langya accelerated their paces, fearing that they would be drenched to the skin if they got caught in the storm.
In the City God Temple, Gao Yun who was conferred by the emperor was standing on the altar table and looking up, and felt some kind of destructive atmosphere brewing.
Natural disaster? Or an enemy attack? He was anxious and bewildered as thoughts raged in his mind.
As the City God, he had the power to mobilize the region's forces and to protect the living beings. Together with the provincial governor of Pengzhou and the yamen's Golden-Stamped Constable, they formed the triangle of authority of Langya. At this moment, he was hesitating whether to report the anomaly directly to Changle.
