C840 Such a Poor Disciple!

Year 10,000 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar.

In the Grass Hall and the back mountain, the rolling sea of clouds, and the beautiful sunrise were like a painting.

On the grassland, the Zither Sound lingered. The first ray of sunlight of the New Year landed on Huah Yunfei's face, and it was full of vigor. The Zither Sound was the same