The next half month.
The Treasure Island exhibition was unprecedentedly grand. Visitors from every corner of the continent arrived in an endless stream, making the island more crowded than ever before.
The streets were packed shoulder to shoulder, faces from every race mingling amid the boiling clamor.
Unlike the previous bustle, Treasure Island now maintained a special kind of order.
Whether they were proud elves, hot-tempered dwarves, or shrewd human merchants, within the core holy land of the Spirit Awakening Sect and under the gaze of the newly ascended gods,
they all restrained their usual sharp edges. Even when friction arose, they settled it through friendly negotiation.
There was only pure liveliness and orderly sightseeing.
Inside the great hall, the noise was shut outside.
The Wood Elf Queen and the local archbishop entered the hall solemnly, surrounded by several Skeleton Attendants.
The Queen held a dark velvet tray in her hands. Resting upon it was the incomparably magnificent Eye of Ten Thousand Wishes crown, containing a starry sky within.
"Great deity," the Queen said in a clear, respectful voice. "The crown has been displayed according to your will. Countless believers have had the chance to behold divine majesty, and all were filled with awe and admiration. We now return this holy artifact to you."
Wu Heng's gaze swept over the radiant crown, and a gentle smile appeared on his face. "You did very well with this exhibition! Over the next few days, you may begin selling the island's specialty goods in an orderly manner. The Wood Elves will remain fully responsible for commercial trade affairs."
"We shall obey the divine decree."
"Yes, Divine One."
The Queen and archbishop answered in unison, bowing once more.
Afterward, they briefly reported on and discussed several specific matters concerning the island's management.
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