The luxurious motorcade left a long trail of afterimages along the city expressway.
After driving for more than half an hour.
The convoy smoothly exited the ramp and finally stopped deep within a quiet valley on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital.
This was where the Liu Family ancestral residence stood.
The surrounding environment was truly blessed by nature, perfectly matching the ideal feng shui terrain of "Azure Dragon on the left, White Tiger on the right, Vermilion Bird in front, Black Tortoise behind."
Behind it rose lush green mountains, their winding ridges resembling a dormant giant dragon.
Before its gates flowed a clear river like a jade belt, its gentle current curving around the entire old residence in a protective embrace.
A faint fragrance of grass and trees filled the air. It sheltered from wind and gathered qi, making it an exceptionally rare feng shui treasure ground.
Everyone pushed open their car doors and stepped out of the luxury vehicles one after another.
Led by Liu Chongshan, the group followed a path paved with blue stone slabs and slowly entered the Liu Family's old residence.
The old residence was a typical antique three-courtyard siheyuan.
Its blue bricks, gray tiles, carved beams, and painted rafters carried the profound weight of accumulated years.
Although no direct descendants of the Liu Family usually lived here, dedicated personnel clearly maintained and cleaned the place year-round.
The courtyard was spotless. The precious flowers and plants had been trimmed neatly, without even half a fallen leaf in sight.
Liu Chongshan walked at the front of the group, both hands resting on his Golden Phoebe cane.
He stopped and turned toward Chu Xuan beside him.
His wrinkled old face carried an undisguised air of pride and satisfaction.
"Daoist Chu Xuan, what do you think?"
Liu Chongshan