C292 Mists

This morning, as usual, Dongping was shrouded in fog, the white fog filled the world, and one could only see in front of them. On the streets, one could only hear the footsteps of people and the screeching of cars, but not the actual scene.

He had never seen such a large fog, not even on the edge of the Southern Kingdom, where the four waters of the Southern Kingdoms crisscrossed the sea