The wail was like the rising sun. As he wailed, the snow that had been falling for nine years, nine months, and nine days, suddenly stopped.
Incineration Moon City's snow melted instantly, and the bitter cold that once could be felt at every corner of the city was no more.
"The snow really stopped?" The people in the inner courtyard were shocked.
As the door opened, an old woman walked out with a baby wrapped in her arms.
"Congratulations Governor, it is a healthy boy," the old lady said with a smile.
"Bring him over," Zhuo Yunfeng said.
The old lady brought it over for Zhuo Yunfeng to check.
"It really is a boy?" Zhuo Yunfeng and Zhuo Peng gulped.
Everything the Taoist Priest Xuan Shen had said was correct.
From the time, to the snow, and even down to the gender of the baby.
"Elder, you are god-like indeed, I atone for my insolence," Zhuo Yunfeng immediately apologised to Taoist Priest Xuan Shen.
