Surrounded by luxuriant green foliage, a stone tower rose a thousand feet into the sky like a spear. It stood on a small island in the middle of a lake, which was located inside the backyard of a mansion of ten thousand acres area within the city of Liangzhu. The topmost story of the tower had no walls, a few stone hassocks placed on the floor within; in front of each hassock was placed a small stone table.
A small stove was spitting tongues of bright red flame at the center of the wall-less chamber, heating up the water in a bronze kettle with white steam slowly escaping from its spout. Taken from a cold spring thirty-thousand feet underneath Liangzhu, the water was extremely heavy and cold, but smooth and pure at the same time, which made it a perfect ingredient for tea making. However, as it was much colder than ordinary water, although it had been cooked for nearly an hour with the spirit flame produced by energy stones of fire element, it was still not boiling.
