The military forces from Fenghua City carried torches and arranged themselves into a single-file serpent formation, with several individuals riding horses at the forefront.
By the time they reached Qingshi Town, it was dawn, with the fish-belly white sky of the East hinting at the sun that had yet to pierce the clouds, and a white mist enveloped the vast plains.
Leading the group, Heavenly Master Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead as he looked at the golden waves of wheat, feeling somewhat shaken, thinking, "Is the harvest really this good?"
It seemed that Qingshi Town had transformed since a few months ago. The official road was neat and flat—an improvement even over urban infrastructure.
The town's walls had also been repaired, with sentinels keeping watch atop them.
He expressed his surprise, "We've finally arrived... Who knows what has happened here in Qingshi Town to cause such drastic changes?"
