This was a small, Japanese-style wooden tatami room. Despite its size, it exuded a delicate, serene, and elegant atmosphere. The cherry blossom-patterned wallpaper was simple yet warm. Wasn't this Mandara Manor's luxurious master bedroom? Could she still be dreaming? Xia Yanxin pinched her thigh fiercely, and the sharp pain that followed immediately brought her to her senses. She wasn't dreaming; this place truly wasn't Mandara Manor.
She got up and slid open the wooden door. The brilliant sunlight streamed in from the other side of the corridor, dazzling her. It took her a while to adjust to the light outside…
This was a row of Japanese-style holiday lodges. In the distance, ancient cherry trees soared into the clouds, their trunks so thick that they required several people to encircle them. Standing here, one could gaze at the beautiful Mount Fuji in the distance.