When the moon climbed over the Directorate of Celestials in An Le County, Wu Qi stepped through the puddles of water on the stone-paved street and arrived before its front door.
The flames were still blazing in the fire bowls sitting atop the huge stone pillars, tens of feet tall green tongues of flame licking the night sky while smearing half of the An He City green. It represented the official rule of Great Yu Dynasty over An He City and the entire An Le County.
The front door was guarded by a few Oracles clad in long burlap robes, whose sleeves were embroidered with a different number of stars. A bright green light flickered on their pale faces and made them look like some wandering spirits who had just climbed out of hell, and the cold aura emanating from them could make one uncomfortable. A pale green gleam flashed across their eyes when they saw Wu Qi approach. Silently, they made way for him and gestured him to enter straight into the hall.
