Thank you for coming, everyone. Follow me, the entrance is just up ahead.
So this is where the Placation is held? It seems no different from any ordinary garden... What is there to stop ordinary civilians from accidentally trespassing onto the grounds?
Yi selected this spot precisely because he originally planned to create an ordinary garden here.
Anyone with no connection to the Sui will only see an ordinary garden, and those with no taste for elegance will never find the place at all.
The Sui Regulator has kept strict surveillance over this mountain for years, and my colleagues have tried their best to rein in the Sui's influence.
From the foot of the mountain to the memorial hall on the summit serves as a path for us Candleholders to hone our skills.
Though it's safe here at the base, and many come by to enjoy the view, the environment turns more and more erratic the higher you go.
Only the most learned and adaptable Candleholders will manage to scale the mountain, complete the ceremony, and pass the test.
Have you undergone this test before?
I've applied many times... When the time is right, it will naturally be my turn.
I'm quite curious, Mr. Liang. Mr. Yi is practically a stranger to us, so why does he trust us so much?
Enter the garden, and if fate decides you will meet him, you shall. You can ask him then.
Oh right, and while I did invite you for the Placation, this garden is also filled with many of Yi's treasures.
Only with the right eyes can a wonder be appreciated. As you ascend, why not consider this an outing, and take it leisurely?
But you will often find a 'person's' past behind an 'object', and some can be touched, but some are off limits. So do be careful and act accordingly.
I hope you can all accept these small tokens of appreciation.
What are these?
Some special Tongbao. Think of them as little defensive amulets.
Thank you, Mr. Liang. The rite will soon begin, so we shall be on our way.
Do be careful.
The party walks through the entrance, and into the garden.
A landscape garden personally built by a proxy of the bestial Sui, who turned the past into a rockery, a seal, a letter, a trace of ink.
They tread through forbidden ground, touching a dusty past with their own hands.
The gates are open. Welcome inside.