As the last group of wealthy men filed down the mountain, the flower-laying ceremony came to an end.
At this point, the main proceedings of the Public Memorial Ceremony were more or less over.
Next.
The public could line up to climb the mountain and mourn the victims before the monument.
The Patrol Officers responsible for maintaining order began repeating their announcements over and over.
"Everyone, please line up and climb the mountain in an orderly manner. Do not push or crowd!"
"Due to the cold weather and the large number of people present, please do not spend more than ten seconds mourning!"
"The monument will remain open to all city residents for the long term. East Mountain Park's original one-Copper Coin admission fee will be canceled and replaced with permanent free entry. You may return to pay your respects in the future."
At the mountaintop.
Cheng Han glanced at the monument surrounded by flowers and said softly, "Let's go."
He took the lead toward another stone stairway down the mountain.
A group of Patrol Department officials promptly followed him.
After walking for a while.
Ying Beibei, the Female Secretary walking beside him, suddenly dared to ask, "Director, you seemed to be distracted for quite some time earlier. Did something happen?"
She was not the only one who had noticed.
These people were all shrewd. They had long noticed something unusual about their superior and sensed a strange fluctuation, but none of them had dared to ask rashly.
After thinking for a moment, Cheng Han did not hide it. "The Garrison Profound Warrior just descended an avatar through mystic arts. I spoke with Lord Mystic Adept for a while."
The group was collectively startled.
The Garrison Profound Warrior had always stood above the masses and rarely received anyone. Even the