The dark clouds looked as if they were sliced open by an invisible blade, slowly parting. A ray of light pierced through the rift, casting down patches of brilliance!
The crowd was utterly astonished.
"The, the... the sun's out?!"
However, the long-unseen brilliant sunlight shone for only an instant before being covered again by the gathering dark clouds.
But that miraculous sight had already been witnessed by many.
Everyone stared, dumbfounded. Then, in unison, their astonished gazes fell upon Shen Ningning.
The man who had been stirring up trouble was also scared stiff, his face deathly pale.
With a single sentence, Princess Funing had made the dark clouds part and a torrent of light pour forth.
'Could I have... provoked a True Blessing God?!'
Shen Ningning herself was stunned for a moment.
'What just happened? Are my words really that powerful?'
Pei Yin, who was passing by on horseback, witnessed this scene with his own eyes.
