The airport was very close to Mount Santai, and the car took about half an hour to reach the foot of the mountain.
From a distance, Ge Dongxu could see a hotel built against the mountain.
In the hotel, there was a cluster of villas hidden among the trees, a rolling green golf course, and a large artificial lake.
Willow trees shaded the area around the artificial lake, and a cobblestone path meandered mysteriously through it.
"Director Ge, ahead is the best resort hotel on Mount Santai, the Santai Mountain Golf Hotel. It covers more than two thousand acres and was built by the Santai Sect with a huge investment two years ago. The two provinces' Qimen exchange conference will be held here," Yang Xiangrong explained.
"This place is nice, a good spot for cultivation," Ge Dongxu nodded and thought to himself that Xu Lei was right, most people in Qimen were indeed wealthy.