C698 Pessimism

The top of the tower was bordered with green glazed tiles, and the tower was made of beige bricks and greyish-white marble with a pattern of doors and windows carved into it. The spire stood tall in the thick clouds, looming and unreachable, full of majesty and grandeur.

If you really don't want to be found, why hide? Wouldn't it be better to destroy it! The Ancestor Bodhisattva snorted