Circling around the temple, Qin Mu led them further down. It wasn't until they had almost completed a full circuit that they descended to a secluded knoll, where they saw a crystal-clear lake and a man sitting by the shore, fishing like an old man.
Ou Gaoning, dressed in white casual wear, was lounging in a chair with a fishing rod in hand, leisurely trying to catch fish. Next to the chair was a square wooden table with a few plates of delicate pastries, and even a tea set was placed there, with gentle spirals of steam rising from the cups.
Hearing footsteps, he didn't even turn around, just sat there, his back to them.
Mao Beibei: "Is Young Master Ou... fishing?"
Mi Shen glanced into the crystal-clear depths of the pool. What fishing? The water was so clear that you could see the bottom, even the fishing rod he dangled in the water was visible. Aside from some pebbles scattered on the lake bed, there wasn't a single fish in sight.
