C803 Seeing Qing Qiu Again
Just past the house lay a winding nine-turn bridge, with a serene green mountain visible in the distance, accompanied by the faint sound of birdsong amidst the quiet.
The pond was blanketed with lotus leaves, obscuring the entire surface of the water.
"This is an excellent spot for a vacation. If Young Master Edwards is interested, I'd be happy to introduce him," offered the portly guide