At the bottom of the pool, inside the entrance.
Unexpectedly, this place was a secluded cave arranged with tranquility in mind.
The cave was filled with green plants, sandalwood incense, bookshelves, and chairs—everything one could need.
On the walls hung several pieces of poetry and calligraphy from the Confucian school, and even in a corner, a beautiful woman was playing the guqin amidst the fragrance of sandalwood incense.
However, the master of this place did not appear to be as tranquil.
After entering the cave, the grey-robed elder man familiarly found a chair to sit down, poured himself a cup of tea, and then addressed the direction of the beautiful woman, "Master Zhu, the method to enter your cave is far too complicated. Why not make it simpler?"
