C181 The Mountain Peak That Could Not be Reached

Xiao Han stood up and stepped out of the thatched cottage, finally having a moment to take in the small courtyard. Despite the long absence of its owner, the cottage remained impeccably tidy.

Inside, there was a wooden bed next to a small table, on which sat an oil lamp. The lamp's wick, crafted from mermaid blood, was said to burn for a millennium