Xia Liang glanced at Tang Jie, who was acting like a rogue, and shook his head helplessly.
My damn, inescapable charm.
「One hour later, at the Dragon Bone Mountain Range.」
Located within Shangjing's Fifth Ring, the mountain range stretched over 200 kilometers in length, with an altitude of around 1,000 meters. The gathering was on its highest peak.
This place wasn't famous for its winding racetrack, but for the Dragon Bone Mountain Maple Leaf Festival and its mountainsides covered in maple leaves. It was currently October, the peak of the season. Everywhere, you could see young women dressed in traditional Han-style clothing taking photos under the maple trees, and hear the clatter of automatic mahjong tables from the many farmhouse restaurants.
