The year Tianbao 136, the year of Yichou, Renwu month, Yimao day.
On this day, the newly appointed Patrol Angel of the Southwest Three Roads received an edict from the Emperor of Daqian to inspect the land of Shu!
At noon, a roar echoed from the heavens above the Divine Capital.
A pillar of light shot up from the sea of clouds, reaching the sky.
In the Dragon Court, before the Taiji Palace, the reigning Emperor Wu, dressed in a black dragon robe, stood with his hands behind his back, slightly raising his head, his eyes piercing through the sea of clouds, reflecting a golden beam that shot straight into the heavens.
The wind fluttered the dragon robe, its hem swaying. The Sovereign's expression was ambiguous, but finally, his face became as calm as a still lake, and he spoke slowly,
"I heard that after the court was dismissed, that one from the Martial Temple attempted to contact Mr. Chen?"
Behind Emperor Wu, there was no one.
Yet a voice rose,
"Yes, Your Majesty."
