There was a wealthy manor district on the western side of Beiyun City near the mountains. Since it was private property, it was forbidden to ordinary people. There were vineyards, stables, gardens, bathhouses, and even playing fields. It even had a resplendent grand cathedral, right next to the garden square.0

Some wealthy merchants who were religious often came to pray sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the evening.0

For instance, Rachel was currently following her father, Fein, along the wide path toward the cathedral. The walls on both sides of the path were clean and neat, with black metal street lamps spaced at intervals, each topped by a candelabra.0

Special staff members were adding oil to these candelabras so that people could see their way even at night.0

On the road, ten-year-old Rachel was dressed in a princess dress, her face adorable and full of playful innocence. Her father, Fein, was wearing casual slacks and a brown vest. His hair was neatly combed, and he looked every bit the young, successful businessman.0

They walked hand in hand until they arrived at the circular garden square.0

Neatly arranged flowerbeds divided up the space, lending the place a leisurely atmosphere. Clusters of red, white, and blue flowers bloomed in profusion, exuding a faint yet captivating fragrance. The flowers were especially dense, suggesting...0