C222 Human Head Flower
Zhao Dong surveyed his surroundings, noting an eerie silence that defied logic. The area was dotted with numerous trees and branches, and Fifth Qingya should have easily found wood and returned by now. Yet, the quiet persisted, signaling to Zhao Dong that something was amiss.
The flowerbed before him was strikingly beautiful, its fragrance intoxicating. Truth be told