A flower, a cry of "City Lord"—the little girl appeared in the most innocent way possible. Standing on the main road, she raised her head to look at Shang Jiudi, the beautiful smile on her face seeming capable of driving away the darkness of this apocalypse in an instant.
The corners of Shang Jiudi's lips lifted slightly, like ice melting away in a flash. Bending down beneath the little girl's expectant gaze, she accepted the flower with both hands, her voice incomparably enchanting. "This is the finest inauguration gift I have received."
The little girl smiled sweetly as she met Shang Jiudi's eyes. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, the sight so beautiful that no one could look away.
Some painters in the distance had even uncontrollably picked up their brushes, forever recording this moment.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Only then did the little girl's mother react. She picked her daughter up from behind and repeatedly apologized to Shang Jiudi.
"It's all right." Shang Jiudi smiled, carrying herself with graceful nobility.
"Thank you! Thank you!" The woman gratefully carried the little girl back beyond the line, her gaze toward Shang Jiudi filled with admiration. "You really are a good City Lord!"
Shang Jiudi started forward once more, holding the flower as she walked straight toward the raised platform ahead.
The members of the Vigilance Team lowered their guns one after another, faint smiles hidden in their eyes. They followed Shang Jiudi and took up positions on either side of the platform to stand guard.
Among the long procession, many of the administrators wore relieved smiles as they took their seats in the area before the platform.
Once everyone had taken their seats, another group from the Vigilance Team appeared along both sides of the road. They directed the