"The sunlight is intense..."
Xia Yu climbed up the ladder to the tower on the Great Wall. At this time, the clock in host Qi Qingyan's hand pointed precisely to 1:30 in the afternoon.
Tick tock.
Qi Qingyan nodded at Xia Yu as he took the stage. There was no need for her to signal or remind anyone, as a designated ceremonial drummer was already waiting in one corner of the wall. The deep drumbeat and the clear sound of the gong spread from this main platform to the mountains of Jiankou Wild Great Wall.
For a moment, the mountains echoed, and the air was silent.
A live broadcast was definitely arranged. The camera swept past Xia Yu, focusing on a few key seats, where the faces of Zhu Ji, Yan Qi, Xia Qing, and other elder Mount Tai figures appeared on the screen.
They all looked extremely serious.
The anticipation, curiosity, and doubts in their eyes made for an especially complex mix of emotions.
