The autumn wind howled by, yellow flowers filled the sky.
Another year, another autumn.
At the moment when Chen Yang set foot on the main road leading to Yuelan Hotel.
The vast sky under the blazing sun suddenly stirred up a sea of yellow flowers, the fallen leaves from the landscape trees on both sides of the road, tumbling and swirling freely.
Yellow flowers falling to the ground.
Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Passers-by, as well as those standing on either side, were all drawn over, so much so that their eyes converged, staring at that one person, one horse, and the endless yellow leaves, dumbfounded.
"This..."
Vaguely, the crowd seemed to see a miracle, and upon closer look, that tall, majestic figure on horseback had already gone farther and farther away.
Leaving behind only a silhouette.
"What a strange person."
Many people murmured to themselves, in a trance.
Not only was the person strange, but today's wind also carried a hint of peculiarity.
