Nan Mountain had been a weathly resort ever since Lyuzhou prospered, accessible only to the upper class. Its beautiful scenery had always been coveted by the rich, but many who were privy to the truth knew that the government had intentionally designed the landscape, commissioning gardeners to meticulously craft it, making Nan Mountain appear splendid while in reality, it was an artificially created forest scene.
Master Feng seldom came here, for he was aware that various gardens here had been purposefully constructed to attract those pretentious aficionados of elegance. Frankly speaking, the older he got, the less he was impressed.
If it was artificially built, was the view in his own backyard not pleasing to the eye?
Yet, upon returning now, he felt an enormously novel sensation!
"Is this... Nan Mountain?"
Many scholars who had once resided on South Street were somewhat stunned. They hadn't been here in a month, and the place seemed quite different from what they remembered!
