Li Huowang stood where he was, eyes wide open, staring at everything before him.
He'd always been indifferent toward wealth, but when an imperial palace forged entirely of gold appeared before his eyes, he couldn't help but feel profoundly shocked inside.
The golden palace before him looked utterly solemn and sacred; even the falling white snow vanished gradually upon its surface.
"They all went inside here..." Li Huowang gazed at the bloody footprints atop the distant gold bricks, carefully maintaining his invisibility as he moved inward.
Alone in a vast region of gold, Li Huowang stepped over gold bricks and eyed the Golden Hall, feeling as if he were in a dream—as if wondering just how rich Da Liang must be to construct such an immense city of gold.
