Jade Capital Celestial City.
This seemed like an ordinary day.
The Emperor who doesn't attend court still doesn't attend, and the Great Scholar Wen Daoyuan who declared seclusion is still "in seclusion."
Without the control of the Emperor and Liu Shao, the various battles that were once raging in the court have unknowingly come to a halt.
The entire Jade Capital is in a peculiar silence akin to the calm before a volcanic eruption.
Some people with a keen sense of smell have unknowingly tucked their tails.
Yet there are more people whose eyes can only see the superficial prosperity.
The singing and dancing at the Gold Wind Jade Dew Tower never cease for twelve hours, the idle rich still call upon friends to indulge in revelry.
A spirited young man leans against the horse by the bridge, the red sleeve beckons amidst the crowd.
On the bustling streets, little girls sell flowers, old women serve tea.
And there's a peddler with his wares, pinwheels spinning, attracting a chase.
