The vendor sneaked a glance at Yu Longting and slyly pulled out a photograph, handing it to Zhuzi, "You have a bias, looking down on the backwardness of the Living Miao Village. On the night of the full moon, Lord Dragon God was in the Barbarian Village, triggering a Celestial Omen!"
"Holy... holy shit, this is Photoshopped, right? The sky is full of silver light!! No, no, no, the entire Barbarian Village is enveloped in silver light." After looking at the photograph, the middle-aged man known as Zhuzi's serious expression shattered, and he blurted out a curse.
The vendor rolled his eyes, "People from the Miao Village know how to Photoshop? It's good they could even take a picture with a cell phone."
"That's true, then I really have offended..." Zhuzi looked up, fearfully glancing towards Yu Longting.
Yu Longting, under the cold moonlight, stood tall, like a god of indifference and distance.
He was high above, worthy of worship, possessing a majesty that forbade direct gaze.
