"Inside the Mutei Temple is the statue of the Master?"
Su Mu asked in astonishment.
"Of course, what else do you think is inside the Mutei Temple?" Wu Han retorted, looking puzzled.
"Alright, let's get some sleep. Tomorrow we'll join the main group heading to the Mutei Temple. We have to get up early to load the goods."
With that, Wu Han carefully folded the portrait, placed it in his chest pocket, pressed closely against his heart, and then fell asleep on a pile of hay, a smile on his lips, revealing his anticipation for the ceremony tomorrow.
Su Mu also lay down on a pile of weeds, hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling, lost in thoughts.
The next day at sunrise, the purple light from the east bathed Changxun City. The streets were adorned with ribbons, flags, ceremonial fireworks, red carpets, and chariots...
The entire Changxun City bustled with activity as every household prepared their attire and loaded their carriages.
