Fang Zhixing didn't say another word and quickly climbed up the slope to take a look.
At the end of the pebble path stood a high-walled courtyard with towering pavilions, gold-tipped stone walls, and a scale even larger than that of Mirror Water Villa.
From a distance, the architectural layout within the courtyard was quite sophisticated, with an array of bird sculptures of various sorts perched on the roof ridges, vibrant and lifelike.
Across the gate hung a plaque with red background and golden letters, which read "Yun Meng Villa."
Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment and then stood at the top of the slope, surveying his surroundings.
All of a sudden, he saw a wisp of blue smoke rising sinuously from the woods below.
Fang Zhixing descended the hill and headed straight for the blue smoke.
Xigou expressed his surprise, "Yun Meng Villa is right before us, where are you going off to?"