Great Chu Imperial City.
Dark clouds veiled the moon, unable to obscure the myriad of lantern lights.
In early spring, at the shores of Smoke Cloud Lake, crowds of visitors were drawn, flower lanterns and painting boats drifted with the waves, reflecting a scene on the water akin to a fairy tale realm illuminated by candlelight at night.
Aboard a small boat.
"Teacher, has your health improved during this time?"
Wearing a clean and neat black cloth robe, Chu Guo, with an umbrella sword girded at his waist, lifted the boat curtain. His first act was to respectfully bow to the man in green robe across the tea table.
In a short year, the young lad had grown considerably, his height shot up, and much of his childishness faded from his eyebrows and eyes, yet his overall aura became much more formidable.
In this year.
He began learning how to become a qualified emperor.
