C471 A Paradise

The houses were sharply defined, resembling palaces or temples, with a faint golden hue on their surfaces and glazed tiles covering the roofs. Bathed in the sunset's glow, they radiated a golden light. Townsfolk bustled about, hoe in hand, their homeward strides in the evening sun painting a serene picture.

In that moment, Qu Ningyuan felt as though he had entered a world apart