Half the world away, Yong Guang Empire, the Divine Capital.
While the leaders of the Country were troubled, the leaders of the Empire were also restless. Because in the past two days, two prominent figures had arrived at the Divine Capital. One of them was cursing loudly in court, turning the faces of the civil officials as black as the bottom of a pan, while the other one was wandering on the streets, causing the entire city's military officers to be as silent as cicadas in winter.
At the moment, the prominent figures were sitting in a tavern, drinking and swearing. The square table had one empty seat out of four. A painter in black had just snatched the wine gourd from the person opposite and poured himself a full bowl, downing it in one gulp. The third not-so-prominent figure sat on the side, wearing high official robes, holding a cigarette butt between his fingers, full of sorrow, like a small business owner who had just gone bankrupt.
