C406 Five Cubes of Young Cattle

Sub Meridians One to Thirty-Four

The thick morning mist filled the entire capital.

In the cold winter months, the morning in Shang Jing was much colder than the Song of the Southern Kingdom. Thus, the streets were deserted and devoid of pedestrians.

The sound of the Faxing Temple's bell rang out far and wide, resounding all over the inner city and outside the inner city. However