"What do you do, and do you have an invitation?"
Taken aback, Ling Zhenfei realized this place truly had its unique features—it even required invitations, likely serving as verification after making an appointment.
Annie glanced at the man and said, "This is Mr. Ling, we have an appointment."
The security guard looked at the two and said, "So it's Mr. Ling. Please come inside; to the third courtyard, Qiuhua Hall."
As the door opened, Ling Zhenfei and Annie walked in, only to understand what a hidden paradise this was. The bustling outside world was contrasted by the exceptional tranquility inside, where the thick walls shielded the city's noise, and the gardens were dotted with plants, pavilions, terraces, and towers.
Gazing ahead, Ling Zhenfei felt a sense of Jiangnan's water towns, a rare sight in the chilly Northeast.
The place seemed much warmer than other areas; just entering it made one feel a bit warmer, leaving Ling Zhenfei very surprised.
