With nothing more to say, after chatting for a bit longer and drinking a couple of cups of water, the two of them parted ways.
Unbeknownst to either of them, however, deep within a remote mountain forest sat a historic manor.
The architecture was filled with a classical charm. The pillars were made of rosewood, the ground was paved with bluestone, and the courtyard was surrounded by white jade balustrades. Flowers and plants grew everywhere, and even the corridor walls were decorated with calligraphy and paintings that would undoubtedly be considered antique treasures if casually taken out.
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