Leaving the Qin Family Mansion, Li Chen didn't rush back to the hotel but rather began to wander aimlessly through the streets.
Coming to the edge of Yandang Lake, he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the distant mountains enveloped in layers and mist.
There lay Yandang Mountain, surrounded by a cloud of mist, possessing a hazy beauty as if it was "coyly hiding behind a lute."
Just then, on the lake ahead, a small boat drifted towards him.
There were two girls on the boat, neither very old—around eighteen or nineteen.
The girl in yellow on the left had delicate features and an ethereal beauty, a rarity to encounter.
However, compared to the girl in white on the right, she paled in comparison.
