The main path up the mountain was a two-meter-wide cement stairway, and every morning and evening, one could see many people climbing the steps for exercise.
At this moment, rain splashed against the stairway, washing away the mud that had clung to the steps, revealing their pristine surface.
Sheltering under an umbrella, the couple walked slowly uphill against the mountain breeze, braving the rain. Reaching the mountainside, they stepped under the hexagonal Pavilion built there for passersby to rest. Julia Bluen couldn't help but turn around to gaze down at the foot of the mountain.
It was a white blur, like smoke, like fog, like drifting clouds. From a distance, it was hazy, seemingly real and unreal, dreamy and illusory. Up close, the greenery shone through, creating a dreamy beauty that easily stirred hearts.
The three-story hexagonal Pavilion was built with an ancient charm. It was evident the investor understood how to complement nature.
