Pu Ban City, the Town Hall.
All human leaders dressed neatly, sitting on the ground in ordered lines.
Emperor Shun sat on the inner side of the great hall, smilingly looking at the others. He seemed to be in a good spirit, which meant he was also in a good mood. Affected by his warm smile, many people in the hall felt more cheerful.
The door of the hall was wide open, letting warm sunlight pour in. Human leaders sitting near the door showered under the sunshine, and were rimmed with a beautiful golden edge.
Thudding noises came from the ceiling without an end. Days ago, when Ji Hao carried the Pan Jia sun up to the sky, the roof of the Town Hall was turned into ashes. Later, people were busy at building the Sun Tower, planting and harvesting. It was only today that some people finally had the time to fix the roof.
The heavy clangs from the roof could have been so annoying, but mixed with the cheers coming from far away, the clangs sounded not so bad.