It was the early autumn, and the maple forest was scenic. Commandery Prince Qing, Chu Qing, stood under a maple tree with his hands clasped behind his back and looked at the mountains in the depths of the maple forest.

The mountain against the red leaves filled his sight. Hearing the leaves rustling, he was enjoying the scenery leisurely. Compared with the blooming flowers in spring, the scenery in front of him now was more peaceful and relaxing. The aggressive scenery in spring ...