As the sun sets, a black curtain shrouds the sky, leaving only a full moon that emits soft moonlight.

A gust of wind blew through and rolled up the water of the Qin River. It was cold, but it could not extinguish the enthusiasm of the crowd and the sense of expectation.

In the distance, there was a burst of empty noise. The crowd turned their eyes and their hearts trembled.

At the end of the vision, the three dragon foals came swiftly in the empty sky, hissing up to heaven like dragons, singing like dragons and whistling like horses, echoing across the Qin River, drawing people's attention.

In the...