Beyond the stone pillars was the Divine Avenue leading into the heart of the Li Palace.
The teachers and students of the Li Palace Academy, the Temple Seminary, and the Thirteen Divisions of Radiant Green lined the avenue, bowing in respect.
Chen Changsheng did not spend time reminiscing on the stories that had taken place on this Divine Avenue. He continued forward.
He climbed the long flight of steps, walked past the Hall of Pure Virtue, and finally reached the quiet and secluded hall.
The night sky was cut into the mouth of a well by the roof, just like it had always been, but there was no more wooden ladle by the pool of water, as the Green Leaf was no longer there.
An Hua prostrated in respect, her white robes blown about in the chilly night winds, as agitated as her heart.
Chen Changsheng nodded in greeting and had her rise.
An Hua walked behind him and helped him put on the Divine Robe, then spent a great deal of time making sure everything was perfect.