Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
A cold wind blew at the sacred mountain, sweeping the bluish-green petals into the air. The slightly icy floral breeze briefly fondled the faces of the people.
The petals drifting in the wind were incredibly fragile. They soon broke into pieces, scattering in the air as a great storm started pouring down mercilessly.
Ye Xinxia lifted her gaze. Her mood was like the dark and gloomy sky. She once thought the Parthenon Temple had an inviolable, sacred brilliance surrounding it. She once had high hopes when she first arrived at the place, hoping that she could do something with her humble efforts...
However, it turned out that the sacred mountain was a lot more complicated than she had imagined. The Parthenon Temple might have a sacred outer veneer, but it also had the ugliest side to it that had been completely exposed by the cold rain: the disappointing greed of humans!
Why did she even bother putting in so much effort to come here?
