The slightly warm dawn light illuminated the water at the edge of the plains, giving it a dull luster. Nanke stood at the edge of the water, her indifferent gaze looking forward. She lifted up her right hand, bringing fresh water to her mouth to help the medicine go down. Her two maids attended to her, handing her a wet towel with which to wash her face. After a while, she felt her spirit had somewhat recovered, and lightly waved her hand in the air in front of her.
Although there was nothing but wetland around them, the Garden of Zhou did not have many mosquitoes. Her actions were not to shoo something away, but rather to produce a black curtain. On this black curtain was a rough map of the Garden of Zhou, as well as several flickering points of light. Those lights were the life lamps that had been lit by Black Robe, indicating the positions of their targets.
