Walking around the artificial rockery, Fangzheng felt the world in front of him brighten up.
Behind the rockery was a verdant lawn, and behind that, there was a stone house that looked like it came out of a fairy tale. The house was perfectly integrated into nature. The roof was covered with green grass and trees. The circular windows weren't big, and the entire Windhouse resembled a magical world from a fairy tale. Every part of the building had something unique about it. It was really beautiful, and there was a charm to it.
Phelps chose a room. It didn't appear very large from the outside, but it was quite spacious on the inside. It had a long, wide table that could seat more than ten people.
Phelps said generously, "Master, as long as we don't talk shop, you can eat as much as you want. Eat your fill!"
