The Light of the Homes flickered, but it didn't look very powerful.
Inside the lamp was a weak flame hanging in front of the Cold Palace, but despite being continuously battered by the elements, it never went out.
What this lamp used as fuel wasn't oil, but the smoke and fire from the homes of the people living in this world.
The fire from inside the lamp suppressed the Cold Palace and the Land of Extreme Negative Energy. Its influence caused people to subconsciously leave the place when they got close.
Thanks to the Light of the Homes, no one was curious about such a dilapidated courtyard in the huge Imperial Capital.
Stepping in front of the Cold Palace once again, the white cat became excited.
It ran straight into the courtyard wall.
"Compared to traveling the world with you, I still prefer the quiet life here," the white cat said.
"I also prefer our quiet life here." Lin Jiufeng nodded.