Chapter 229: Before ancestor worship

early morning.
The capital of the gods was shrouded in fog, a vast expanse of white, just like the scenery in heaven. The mist blew in my face, revealing a slight chill.
However, the moment the sun came out, the thick fog slowly dissipated.
On the streets, every household has posted red couplets, and the faces of the people buying New Year's goods are filled with joy.
Although the Night Owl incident happened during the Four-Academy Competition, the Third Prince fell in the underground...