There had been no sightings for a long time.
「Then came December 12th.」
In Deer City, Jiangnan, lay Hundred Feet Falls, a national 4A-level scenic area.
Although it was still winter, the falls had not stopped flowing. This place was famous as the former residence of Liu Bowen and the highest waterfall in Great Xia, renowned for its mild winters and cool summers.
The winter waterfall was beautiful, but due to the weather, there were far fewer tourists.
After all, it was already cold. With the large water flow and thick mist of Hundred Feet Falls, who would want to visit, only to get drenched by the freezing water and return home soaked and shivering?
This wasn't good news for the scenic area. Fewer tourists meant less revenue.
But it wasn't entirely devoid of visitors. Indeed, today they had sold over eight hundred tickets. Although this was far less than in summer, it was still something.
