Kunlun Mountain, atop a towering and perilous peak.
Ethereal clouds mist about, ancient trees verdant green, birds soaring high into the sky, and a wide waterfall cascading down the perilous peak, like a galaxy descending from the heavens, majestic in style.
At the summit, lush greenery conceals a luxurious three-story villa, modeled after Chinese pavilions and combined with modern architectural design.
At this moment, Lin Fei stood with a travel bag in hand, right in front of this beautiful villa.
Around the villa, all sorts of colorful flowers were planted, and in some corners, rare herbs were grown.
Some of these herbs had been planted for over a decade, planted by him and his senior sister when they were young.
Though it was atop the high peak, a villa was built here, leaving Lin Fei unclear in the past how his grandfather managed this?
However, after traveling south to Huadu, then north to Capital City, and returning, he understood.
