What happened afterward became known throughout Sunset City.
Daoist Wu spent an unknown amount of silver hiring the finest craftsmen to completely rebuild the place.
The ornamental rocks were Taihu stones transported from the south, while the flowers and trees were rare treasures gathered from all over. Even the patterns carved into the covered walkways had been drawn stroke by stroke by renowned artists before being engraved.
He turned the place into a paradise within Sunset City.
But what good was a paradise?
When the tree fell, the monkeys scattered.
The day news of Wind and Rain Tower's destruction reached Sunset City, every servant living here fled.
The maids and attendants who had once greeted everyone with smiling faces packed up whatever valuables they could carry and vanished overnight. Not a single one dared remain.
Everyone knew Daoist Wu's background. Everyone knew what kind of force Wind and Rain Tower had been. If even Wind and Rain Tower had been wiped out, who would dare stay in a residence purchased by Daoist Wu?
Wouldn't that be courting death?
So when Du Yulin stepped through the manor gates, she was greeted by an empty estate.
Du Yulin stood in the courtyard for a long time.
Then she began cleaning the estate.
Bit by bit, she erased every trace Daoist Wu had left behind.
All the antiques, calligraphy, and paintings he had collected in the study were carried out and burned in a single fire.
The bedding and clothes he had used in the bedroom were either thrown away or burned. Even the precious peonies he had personally planted in the courtyard were dug up by the roots and tossed onto the garbage heap outside the gates.
It took a full three days.
Three days later, there was no longer anything in