109: Chapter 109 Secluded Residence
Time always slips away inadvertently.
Autumn leaves and returns.
Wisps of cool breeze brush past; even in the warm and pleasant climate of Zhangjiajie, one cannot help but feel a touch of autumnal melancholy.
The autumn atmosphere grows increasingly intense.
The leaves of the camphor trees by the roadside have shed their green and their youthfulness, revealing a hint of maturity, like colorful butterflies covering the entire tree.
Looking out, there is a sea of golden yellow, interspersed with threads of red.
It illuminates the steel and concrete city, softening its appearance.
After the sweltering heat of midsummer, the entire city once again welcomes a different kind of elegance.
Autumn, like a fully ripened beauty, approaches with a graceful gait.
However.
This intense autumn atmosphere stops at a manor by the Immortal Creek.
This manor covers over a thousand square meters and is surrounded by iron railings.
And it is precisely these iron railings that make everyone passing by marvel in wonder.
The iron railings are long and tall, entwined with dense rose vines.
Pink, off-white, and pale yellow rose blossoms bloom furiously, sending a faint, refreshing fragrance drifting into the air.
The entire iron railing has transformed into a flower wall!
Looking at it, the roses bloom in clusters; thousands upon thousands of flowers form a layered spectacle.
As the saying goes, flowers as beautiful as brocade.
And this brocade is like fabric.
Looking at it, the entire flower wall is no less inferior to colorful woven brocade.
Wolhu Mountain Villa is a high-end villa district.
The people living there are either wealthy or noble.
Logically speaking, such people are usually well-informed and experienced.
But in reality, this manor has opened everyone's eyes.
The only pity is.
The iron railings are quite high, and the flower wall is also quite high.
It blocks people's line of sight, making it impossible to catch a glimpse of the manor's true appearance.
Curious individuals have tried to pry open the flower wall, peering through the gaps in an attempt to feast their eyes.
But unfortunately.
The gaps in the flower wall are very small, and the scenery visible is even smaller.
But as the saying goes, one can judge the whole from a single spot.
Even through this tiny gap, one can see the vibrant colors of flowers inside the manor.
The delicate flowers and lush green bamboo leaves are breathtaking.
Zhao Dehai stands in the distance, quietly gazing at this flower wall.
Even though he has seen it for over a year, he still cannot help but marvel.
A year ago, this manor was sold through him, allowing him to use this transaction to ascend to the position of General Manager.
He remembers it very clearly.
This manor was not like this when it was first sold.
Instead, just a month later, it began to change drastically.
Three months later, it turned into such a secluded dwelling.
Spring passes and autumn arrives; autumn falls and winter comes.
This manor has always remained the same.
It is as if the inside and outside of the manor are two different worlds.
The outside world rotates through the four seasons, while the inside forms its own world, unfazed by autumn or winter.
Zhao Dehai has a very deep impression of the manor's owner.
That is a young man with great temperament, radiating an inexplicable aura.
That temperament is indescribable, but many star-level Martial Artist experts do not possess such a unique temperament.
Thanks to the wonders of this manor, the Wolhu Mountain Villa, which few people inquired about a year ago, is now the subject of much interest.
The once rustic name "Wolhu" is no longer criticized.
However, what makes Zhao Dehai sigh is that people who come to buy houses all want a view like the one in front of the manor.
Even though Zhao Dehai explains that this was personally created, there are always bosses who want him to introduce them so they can pay the manor owner to manage their properties.
However.
This is destined to disappoint.
Zhao Dehai once asked, and naturally, he was politely refused.
Seeing the extraordinary nature of the manor owner, Zhao Dehai therefore no longer disturbs him.
Although there were big clients later who wanted to buy houses here and often asked him to inquire, he did not refuse.
After all, they are his bread and butter, a bunch of wealthy and noble people that he cannot afford to offend.
Whenever this situation arises, Zhao Dehai comes to the vicinity of this manor, quietly admiring the beauty of the flowers, smoking a cigarette, and waiting for time to pass.
After finishing the last puff of his cigarette, Zhao Dehai carefully throws the butt into the trash can and starts to head back, timing it carefully.
He goes back to tell the clients that the owner of this manor has declined their request.
However, it seems that things have exceeded Zhao Dehai's estimation.
A Martial Artist overlord stepped out from behind that bright and beautiful woman.
When that unreachable Martial Forest overlord appeared in front of Zhao Dehai, he was completely stunned.
The face often seen on television appeared before his eyes.
It was no longer kind, but instead radiated heavy majesty.
With just a soft grunt, Zhao Dehai's face turned pale.
The might of a First-Class Martial Artist is far beyond what a small, Third-rate expert like him can withstand.
Under Zhao Dehai's deathly pale gaze, the Martial Artist overlord leaped up with a boom.
Like a celestial Immortal from beyond the heavens, he flew straight into the manor.
In this instant, Zhao Dehai was filled with regret.
It was he who harmed the owner of that manor.
However.
It is also to blame this damn woman; if he had known she had this overlord from the Liuhua Sect behind her, he would definitely have gone to speak with the manor owner in detail.
And he would not have brought a fatal disaster upon the manor owner because of his actions.
Overlord.
There are only about forty of them in all of China.
Such a scarce number naturally creates certain privileges.
Coupled with martial arts methods, it is incredibly easy for an expert at the overlord level to make an ordinary Martial Artist die.
At this moment, Zhao Dehai was in despair.
And just at this moment, it seemed that something unexpected happened.
Under Zhao Dehai's bewildered gaze.
In less than half a minute, that figure with the celestial Immortal posture had just entered the manor and then appeared again.
However.
This time, there was a slight difference.
The celestial Immortal posture was gone; instead, like a meteor, he drew a perfect arc in the sky and crashed heavily into the ground.
The hard asphalt road immediately shattered, blasting open a deep pit.
Zhao Dehai was stunned in an instant.
His brain capacity caused him to crash.
Subsequently, Zhao Dehai saw the overlord suddenly leap from the pit, like a gust of wind, rushing over instantly. Before he could react, he grabbed the beautiful woman beside him and disappeared.
Gulp!
Zhao Dehai couldn't help but swallow.
In his haste, he clearly saw that the overlord's face was covered in blood.
Zhao Dehai stared blankly at the surrounding environment.
The events unfolded so quickly and changed so rapidly that he was somewhat bewildered.
Not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhao Dehai actually walked unconsciously onto that patch of asphalt road.
Looking at the deep pit that was much larger than a human head, and the cracks spreading out from it, he couldn't help but shiver.
"The overlord's face is really hard!"
Zhao Dehai swallowed.
The strength of a First-Class Martial Artist completely shocked him.
Looking at the head-sized deep pit, he fell silent.
After a long while, Zhao Dehai came back to his senses, bowed to the manor from afar, and then turned to leave.
"The owner of that manor is truly extraordinary."
Zhao Dehai felt inexplicably happy. After returning, he happily bought some Materials, came back, and while it was still daylight, filled in the pit.
This day.
Was a busy day.