The rain intensified, pouring down in a deluge. But this did nothing to stop the footsteps of those who came to attend the celebration and watch the spectacle.
By ten o'clock in the morning, the rain canopy set up earlier by the Martial Association was already packed to capacity. Although rain would still get inside from time to time as the wind shifted, those who could sit under the canopy were, without exception, the powerful families and dignitaries of Cangyun City's upper society.
So what if their clothes got wet and they looked a bit disheveled? Compared to fostering good relations with the Martial Association and meeting members of the West Sea royal family, what did it matter?
Outside the canopy, a long cordon had been established, guarded by disciples of the Martial Association. This single line seemed to separate two worlds: commoners on the outside, elites on the inside.
