The sky began to lighten. A ray of sunlight finally pierced the gloom of night, illuminating the ravaged Great Yan Imperial Palace.
Roosters crowed in the fields of the Outer City, heralding the arrival of morning.
Contingents of soldiers galloped into the city while commoners peeked from their windows to watch.
Morning light streamed into the Capital City. Along the path of the Nine Dragon Jade Carriage, countless sounds faded into the corners, and the many eyes watching from above the clouds vanished without a trace. Everything returned to a state of peace, as if the events of the previous night had been nothing but a dream.
But the sight of the Imperial Palace's shattered walls and the devastating casualties among the Imperial Guard left an unshakeable shadow in people's minds.
'Is it over?'
