"Two prefectures merging? That's a novel thing."
Zhou Xuan wasn't particularly interested in the reappearance of the Witch God, after all, he himself was a firsthand witness to these events and didn't need to hear others talk.
But the Yellow Field Prefecture and Jingchuan Prefecture have grown together?
"Yellow Field Prefecture, Jingchuan Prefecture, one is to the west of Mingjiang Prefecture, the other to the southwest. How did the two state prefectures, so far apart, end up growing together?"
Zhou Xuan asked the painter.
The painter was so anxious that sweat dripped from his brow, his creases formed a small mountain as he said,
"I don't know how it happened, but suddenly, the Yellow Field Prefecture just vanished. All the people lost sight of the sky, then there was a thunderous noise in their ears, and when they next saw the moon in the sky, their prefecture city was suddenly bordering Jingchuan Prefecture."
"Oh, two prefectures became one prefecture."
