The mountain peach and stream apricot bloom with little intention, taking advantage of the season to spring with the wind.
Amidst Huaguo Mountain.
Spring is full of vitality, flowers in clusters.
The chatter and noise echo endlessly among the mountains.
On the green trees, among the branches, monkeys of all colors shuttle back and forth: golden, brown, tawny, white, gray... various agile and leaping monkeys.
Their eyes glimmer with lively sparkles, watching the expanse at the foot of the mountain and the figures on the ascending stone path.
They scratch their ears and cheeks, seemingly curious about what these people are doing.
But everyone knows that these monkeys are not real; everything is false.
This world, or rather this Huaguo Mountain, is essentially a fictional scene constructed by Temple God Divinity.
