As she strolled among the antique pavilions, she felt as though she had transcended the shackles of time and space, returning once again to a distant era steeped in poetic grace and profound philosophy. Every single brick and tile, every piece of wood and stone here seemed to whisper softly, recounting the legendary tales of the past. Faced with such a scene, how could anyone fail to be deeply awed by the boundless imagination and transcendent aesthetic of the ancients?
At this moment, completely immersed in her pleasant reverie, Su Shi'an stood quietly at the top of the pavilion, fully enjoying the exhilarating and refreshing sensation of gazing down and seeing all other mountains as mere mounds. Just then, however, a hurried cry suddenly broke into her ears.
"Sister! How can you do such a thing? How can such an exquisite view be reserved exclusively for female guests? I..."
Chapter 131