Shanyang City, Xue Mansion.
Although the night had already deepened, Seventh Master Xue, Xue Jieyan, still sat in his study, Wenxing Hall, handling the family affairs assigned to him.
Outside Wenxing Hall, ancient trees were strong and twisted stones were rugged, forming ponds that nurtured dozens of goldfish… every creation was ingeniously unique and full of craftsmanship.
The furnishing within the hall was even more luxurious, not to mention the scholars' calligraphy and paintings that were worth a fortune.
Just take the casually placed brushes on the desk, the materials were all from spirit monsters, one brush alone was worth a commoner's yearly food supply.
Just a wall apart, inside and outside the large courtyard, were two completely different worlds.
Bang!
When Xue Jieyan came across the report from the manager of the garden, he suddenly slammed the desk in a fit of rage:
"How preposterous!
