C665 Everything Is for the Sake of the Son

As the sun slowly climbed over his head and yawned as it was descending towards the west, a shiny black car slowly stopped at the foot of a mountain.

On this side of the mountain, far away from Beijing, was a beautiful scenery with a wide field of vision. If one stood at the foot of the mountain and raised their head slightly, they would be able to see the Mausoleum of Books