Within Dayang Mansion, majestic buildings stood in dense rows, displaying opulent grandeur. A man-made river, nearly ten meters wide, carved its way through the mansion grounds. The surface of the river sparkled, and rows of willows were planted on both banks, their branches skimming the water's surface as they swayed with the wind.
On the broad walkway by the river, two figures walked side by side.
The one on the left was slender, with waterfall-like jet-black hair. Her every frown and smile tugged at one's heartstrings. It was Yang Wanyi.
The young man beside her was Luo Feng.
"The City Lord Mansion of Dayang City is indeed impressive. The scenery here far surpasses that of the Purple Sun School," Luo Feng exclaimed, admiring the surroundings.
The architectural layout of the City Lord Mansion seemed haphazard at first glance, but upon closer observation, one could see the clever design; each spot had something eye-catching.
