In mid-September in Yu State, even at midday, the weather is somewhat cool. The early morning after a long night, is particularly chilly.
Yet at this moment, the seasons have reversed; scorching summer descends!
As the door opens, the morning sun shines in obliquely, the room is dim, and the shapes of the dragon and tiger faintly intersect. A roar rings out, and a heat wave full of restless energy rushes out of the narrow exit, a hot wind surging forth, causing a fierce alternation of hot and cold that swiftly brings about a strong wind.
The long wind howls.
The dragon people, officials, alchemists, and martial hall disciples stand on the deck, their clothes fluttering wildly. Sinan's ponytail flutters; even the river otters and golden-haired monkeys have their hair blown back and can't open their eyes. The entire treasure ship quickly moves northward.
"Crack."
The anchor chain drags out of the water, pulled taut, raising a mist.
