The mountain breeze gently wafted.
The river water flowed slowly eastward.
Occasionally, fallen leaves would swirl with the wind, landing either on the river or beneath the trees.
Lin Xiaosu strolled leisurely, as if also sensing the stark contrast between this place and the other side of the world, separated only by a wall.
Ahead was a mountain pass; as he turned it, the view suddenly opened up.
The towering mountains stood before him.
A distant city was hidden amidst the clouds and mist.
The river on the left became wide, slowly spreading with the terrain.
He suddenly planted his foot, standing on the mountain path.
His head slowly lifted.
With a whoosh, the mountain wind howled past.
A person appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
Almost simultaneously, a person also appeared out of nowhere behind him.
