Hanmei Villa was located on the northern side of the Taoyue Mountain Range, perched atop a mountain several hundred meters tall. The climate here was quite cold; even before the year's end, the mountaintop was already covered in a thick layer of snow, a vast expanse of white.
All around Hanmei Villa, brilliant plum blossoms flourished, wafting a faint, aromatic scent that mingled with the frigid air, making one feel refreshed and uplifted upon smelling it.
At this moment, Ling Chen and his three companions had arrived at the entrance of the villa with Miaoyin and her group. Witnessing the scenery before him, Ling Chen's eyes couldn't help but light up in admiration.
In the past few days, he had been constantly engulfed in bloody turmoil. Ever since crossing the Chaotic Mind Canyon to reach the Nine Provinces Land, he hadn't known a single day of peace. Seeing such a tranquil scene now, he instantly felt a refreshing change.
