Yarin's POV:
According to legends, the courtyard of the Moon Goddess was always filled with various characters and vivid stories. There should be a female warrior with a gun sparring in court, a maid holding flowers or a wine pot singing in a low voice, an innocent and cute servant boy playing with wolves and birds, and a goddess sitting on a tall building watching the leisurely life of her people.
But now, no one was in this empty courtyard, not to mention the smiling goddess leaning against the tall building.
"Hello, is anyone there?"
I tried to shout out loud but didn't get a reply.
Thus, I had no choice but to continue forward. I walked past an exquisite pavilion, crossed a gurgling stream, and brushed past more than ten beautiful flowers and plants. Finally, everything changed a little.
The melodious harp music in my ears had somehow become a little louder. As I walked deeper and deeper, the music became clearer and clearer.
