Paper money and sandalwood incense burned as sacrifices were offered to ancestors in garments of mourning. Across the entirety of Bingzhou, across the entirety of Huaxia, this same ritual was being performed at that very moment, filling the land with the scent of burning incense.
This was a unique romance native to Huaxia.
Because they were the only people under the heavens who shared the same ancestry and origin, they shared a single, unified faith; thus, their solidarity was something no other people could ever truly comprehend.
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