Through deep grass ran a faint path; the old trees' years were beyond knowing.
Wang Yang walked through the forest, watching the canopy overhead blot out the sky and sun, shutting the scorching sunlight out of this quiet, secluded green world. This really is a fine place to escape the heat. Only...
"How much farther?" Wang Yang asked.
"In answer to your question, Young Master, we're nearly there," the servant said. "There's a pavilion up ahead."
"This doesn't look like somewhere with a pavilion."
If there were a pavilion, there should have been signs of pruning and tending nearby. Yet this place looked like a primeval forest. Without the little path beneath his feet proving that people did pass through here, the surroundings would have been indistinguishable from wild woods deep in the mountains.
"There is one, just ahead. It was built over ten years ago and is called the Beside the Lush Woods Pavilion, meaning 'nestled beside lush woods.' To preserve its rustic charm, they only cleared part of the area around it and added artificial hills and ornamental rocks. You'll understand when you see it, Young Master."
Though Wang Yang had a fallback prepared just in case, he no longer wanted to keep going as they ventured deeper and deeper. He was about to stop when he actually spotted a pavilion!
"There really is a pavilion..."
The servant said fearfully, "How would I dare make sport of you, Young Master?"
A clearing surrounded the pavilion, with winding artificial hills and exquisite ornamental rocks.
It was as though someone had hollowed out a patch in the middle of the forest and inlaid a "pavilion garden scenic area."
He had to admit, it was rather charming.
"Where's your young master?"
"He's making preparations. Please wait a moment, Young Master. There'll