In the days after the White Demon Eagles retreated, word of the Totem Black Serpent, Hangcheng's guardian deity, spread across the internet. It had become a household name, and everyone knew that a Monarch Demon protected the thousand-year-old city.
Tourism at West Lake surged during that time. Not only did locals come to visit, but many people traveled from far away, hoping to catch a glimpse of the guardian deity.
"Mom, is the guardian deity really inside?"
"Of course. You saw it that day, remember? One day, you'll see the guardian deity again."
"That snake is truly magnificent. Having it protect the people of Hangcheng from generation to generation is a real blessing!"
"Yeah. We even blamed it back then. I'm such a fool!"
Amid the crowd, Cheng Xiaoyu took in their eager, curious faces. A glint flashed in his eyes, and he slowly turned to leave.
"Cheng Xiaoyu, in recognition of your significant contributions to Hangcheng, we are awarding you this medal and granting you the title of Honorary Councilor of Hangcheng."
At the Hangcheng Magic Association, the president solemnly read the words aloud before pinning the medal to Cheng Xiaoyu's chest.
The people around them applauded and offered their congratulations. They all agreed the young man had earned this honor. He was the one who had cured Hangcheng's plague.
Ye Xinxia watched from a distance. The light shone on Cheng Xiaoyu, making him look dazzling. Though she'd spent several days waiting, seeing her brother look so handsome had made it worthwhile.
After offering a few words of thanks and exchanging a few pleasantries with several important figures, Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Zhu Meng, who sat silently in a corner, then left with Ye Xinxia.
He didn't care what happened to Zhu Meng. It wasn't easy to bring down