The next morning.
White Bird City, top floor of Fan Lou Yihong Pavilion.
Xu Gui, who was sound asleep, was woken by the noise. He got up impatiently, opened the door, and walked out,
only to be stopped by several familiar people before he could figure out what was going on. They bombarded him with questions, leaving Xu Gui's head buzzing painfully.
Before he understood what was happening, he was ushered to the corridor window by a few people. Raising his eyes, he saw the enshrouding mist over White Bird City.
"Is this... the Mist of Confusion?!" Xu Gui was startled.
"Could something have happened to the City Lord?!" a skinny old man beside him asked in panic.
The others wore similar anxious expressions, recalling an incident from several years ago.
Back then, White Bird City was also suddenly surrounded by the Mist of Confusion, followed by an attack by numerous Black Wind Demons.
