Fengdu Luoshan, Black Water City.
The sky of the Netherworld always seems to be gray and hazy. Occasionally, the moonlight shines through, making it slightly brighter, but most of the time there's no difference between day and night. The entire world is shrouded in a layer of chaos that is neither bright nor dark.
Wan An wandered around the yard, went indoors to sit down, then got up to wander around the yard again, still unable to calm his excited mood.
"Am I really not dreaming?" He pushed the door open and went inside, leaning in front of the copper mirror in the spacious bedroom corner to look closely.
The reflection of himself was just like his appearance in life, except now he was wearing silk brocade robes. His previously tangled gray-white hair was combed neatly and smoothly, making him appear wealthier than the elders of the Xu Family.
