The golden sun slowly rose from the east, bringing light to the city. The day and night alternated, and gradually, may it be the spacious eight-lane road in the city center or the small lane in the rural suburbs, more pedestrians began to appear.
Upon seeing Chengdu gradually awakening, Zhang Lisheng slowly descended from the sky under the sunlight on his clouds. Scattering his clouds away and disguising it as the mist shrouding a low and old neighborhood in the suburbs in the early morning, he landed on the roof of a two-story concrete building.
"Old Ge, why is it foggy again? It's not even autumn right now…" The young man heard somebody, who was riding on a bike, cursing on the tattered asphalt on the road. He chuckled and looked down at the surrounding environment. The green scales on his body quickly faded and showed light, black, and colorless scales.