From outside the Incineration Moon City, a green-robed, white-haired elder walked over slowly, barefoot.
The weathered elder was holding a piece of cloth, with the words "Tong Shen" (all-powerful) and "Suan Ming" (fortune-telling).
When he reached the Incineration Moon City's entrance, he paused for a moment to see the snowfall in the city. An unfathomable smile appeared on his wrinkled face.
"This day has finally come."
After pausing, the bare-foot elder walked into the city.
...
It was the middle of the night, but the Governor's mansion was well lit, with large hordes of people moving back and forth hurriedly.
In the inner courtyard, a number of people stood there anxiously. Governor Zhuo Yunfeng was pacing around.
"It's been so many hours, the rascal still does not want to come out?" Zhuo Yunfeng scolded as he paced around.
