Above the clouds, the treasure map unfolds.
In Pingyang City, the people watching from afar were mostly anxious initially.
They have experienced too many changes in a short time, so now they become particularly nervous at any disturbance.
Yet, just as Yu Zhi muttered at this moment: "This golden light is unique, it's not blinding at all, but rather gentle, like a spring breeze on your face, like the warm sun in winter.
Could this truly be merit on paper?"
The classmate next to him listened, and after sensing it carefully, found that Yu Zhi's words were not unfounded.
Indeed, the light from that treasure map in the distant sky was dazzling yet gentle, inexplicably easing their panic.
Though panic subsided, curiosity remained.
Moreover, as they watched the changes in the sky from afar, a strong expectation arose among them.
A classmate asked: "Yu Zhi, what is merit on paper?"
Talking about this, Yu Zhi became proud and hurriedly said:
