In the evening, the previous clouds had somehow long dispersed, leaving only the golden-red sunshine dyeing half of the clouds red.
The red clouds and golden rays reflected on the sea, instantly making the sea and sky blend into one, a breathtaking view.
"Such beauty, viewing it often will surely broaden one's mind and vastly exceed ordinary horizons," Zhang Rongfang praised.
"Just like me, after watching this scenery for so long, I feel my mind has expanded a lot, no longer easily getting angry over trivial matters."
"What the lord said is indeed true," replied Chen Han, who had followed behind, bowing his head.
"Has there been anything important lately?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
He was now deeply immersed in self-improvement, indulging in martial cultivation, going out to brag and stroll, and relaxing his mind.
He instructed Chen Han to supervise the Agarwood Temple, not to disturb him unless there was something important.
