The sun set at the horizon, and its golden hue cascaded over the Western Region. Workers were working very hard making tunnels.
At the borders, the Dust Valley Sect disciples were guarding the border with vigilance.
Although the Western Region was working in cohesion like an oiled engine, still, whispers flew back and forth, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation.
Slowly, time wisped by, and darkness descended over the region. Yet, the thick atmosphere was filled with anticipation.
Inside the tavern, tea house, and restaurant, people sat in two and three discussions about the most anticipated event of the day.
"Young Master, thank you for coming to spend the hour with us," a beautiful girl said, staring at the handsome boy with a seductive smile.
The Young Master wore a proud smile. "It's nothing. It's boring at home anyway."
Looking at the Young Master, the girls around him exchanged subtle glances, and one of them asked in a low voice,
