Feng Moxi paid no mind to Little Shadow's overwrought worrying. She didn't believe the opportunity here was this simple, so she began to gently run her hands over the remaining stone wall.
CREEK... CREAK CREAK... Suddenly, with a series of faint grinding sounds, a small, hidden door appeared at the far end of the study.
After appearing, the door flickered as if it would vanish at any moment.
Feng Moxi shot over like the wind, and the flickering door behind her vanished instantly.
To her surprise, inside the mountain was a picturesque, well, a small back garden.
Weeds ran wild around the garden's perimeter. The tangled patches were over a person tall and grew in an exceptionally dense thicket.
Countless weeds had withered only to grow back, over and over, all tangled together. It was clear the garden had been neglected for a very long time, left to fall into ruin.
Only in the very center of a flowerbed stood a verdant fruit tree, laden with fist-sized red fruit.
