"The Forbidden City with its golden tiles and crimson walls is stunning, and the Great Wall stretching endlessly is indeed magnificent... But alas, the era of China has passed. Today, the art of architecture lies in the West." —A blond, blue-eyed architect declared proudly at the World Architecture Exchange. Lü Feng turned off the TV and unfurled his blueprints. Complex calculations, bold lines, ingenious angles... Amidst piles of discarded drafts, silent art took shape—raw talent transforming stone and soil into blossoms. Before long— Across the impassable Chuanzang terrain, the world’s highest cloud-piercing bridge wound through mountains and valleys. Over the South China Sea strait, the world’s longest undersea tunnel stood solemn and majestic. Along international routes, the world’s deepest bridge steel piles drove diagonally into the silt... To the world’s astonishment, all these mythic structures were designed by the same architect. At a globally anticipated public interview, the enigmatic Eastern architect stepped onto the stage, spotlights illuminating his youthful features. “I only wish to tell you all—” “Past, present, and future, art never fades on the lands of the East.” “The greatest architecture exists in China.”