At the hour of dawn, the black mist over the Imperial City had yet to dissipate.
Shen Xitang stood atop the bell tower, gazing at the distant palace grounds, which were beginning to seethe with unrest. The Polaris had been swallowed by a blood-red hue, and this celestial anomaly had already sent shockwaves through the imperial court.
The Imperial Guard scurried about, the Brocade Guard locked the palace gates, and the eunuchs passed on the news in a panic—
Chapter 100