C237 Hairiness

At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Qingyang had finally finished paying his respects to God Emperor.

At this time, the sun was shining in the courtyard outside the Divine Hall, and the branches and leaves of the old mulberry trees were flourishing. The sunlight penetrated through the branches and leaves, shining on the ground.

It was a beautiful spring day.

Chen Qingyang, on the other hand