Jiuyao City was a large city.
As the Imperial Capital of the Tianxing Empire, its fame had spread across more than half of the Tianlan Continent because of Origin Mall.
Of course, that statement was indeed somewhat exaggerated.
Even in the Central Region, Origin Mall was known only to a small number of factions.
Ji Wuhui stood atop a roof, gazing out over Jiuyao City. As far as the eye could see, everything was blanketed in snow.
The rooftops and streets were covered in snow, concealing much of the city's original colors.
The broad Luo River flowed slowly onward. Even during the Month of Cold Winter, it showed no sign of freezing as it surged toward the distance.
Farther away lay an endless mountain range, likewise entirely covered in snow, as though the whole world had turned white.
Ji Wuhui did not use spiritual power. He simply stood there quietly, with a light dusting of snow already settling on his head and shoulders.
"Your Majesty, you have been standing here for quite some time." Elder Bai appeared beside him, as elusive as ever.
Ji Wuhui had long since grown accustomed to this. He extended his right arm, his expression solemn. "These magnificent sights are all part of my realm."
Elder Bai: "...Your Majesty, you have read too many novels."
Ji Wuhui did not mind. He burst into laughter. "What do you think? I recently saw that line in a novel on Origin Reading. Isn't it quite interesting?"
Ever since he had reformed the Tianxing Empire's court assemblies and added the use of Magic Phones for official work, Ji Wuhui had become much more relaxed lately.
Naturally, Magic Phones could not completely replace traditional methods, just as electronic reading could never wholly replace printed books.
The court assemblies had not been