Like countless suns suddenly rising through a mist of rain.
In the light of these countless suns, the shadow of a colossal building silently glided out from the void, coming to stand tall upon the desolate, muddy land.
In an instant, even the mud dried, transforming into firm, orderly green grass.
High upon the grey walls, amidst glaring lights, the emblem of the Astronomical Society hung, austere and cold. It oversaw the criminals who had reined in their horses at the ultimate boundary.
A frigid air spread in all directions, deterring any daring outlaws who harbored ill intentions.
It issued a stern warning, devoid of any mercy.
Don't move. Or die.
And so, no one else dared to approach.
Only two black-clad figures wearing sunglasses stepped forward, as if they had been waiting for a long time. They glanced at Ai Qing, then looked up at Huai Shi, who lay at the foot of the gate, and softly asked a few questions.
