The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Upper Yuan Lantern Festival.
The vast capital was a dazzling sight, like "fiery trees and silver flowers blooming, with star-like bridges and iron locks opening." It was a scene of utmost liveliness and prosperity.
Tonight, dignitaries and nobles celebrated alongside the common people. The city guard's curfew was lifted, and night travel was permitted. Those releasing lanterns and those watching them gathered like a tide of mountains and seas.
"The fifteenth of the first month, shatter the void! Refine the spirit and ascend, the entire world becoming Immortal!"
Fang Buying's face was grim. Those words echoed in his mind. Even for a man like him, who had commanded the Embroidered Uniform Guard for years and was inured to life-and-death struggles, the thought was a profound shock.
'After tonight, I'm afraid the world will be turned upside down!'
'Without Her Majesty's Great Enterprise, I don't know what will become of things...'
