Although it was a bit strange, Feng Yuan had no intention of investigating further; he was somewhat afraid that he might encounter an unexpected incident if he went under the Mist River.
"Those people have done some good things after all."
Looking at the transformed lawn, Feng Yuan couldn't help but sigh. Originally, this hillside was unattended, with wild grass growing rampant, but the camp location of those people not only turned the wild grass into a neatly maintained park-like lawn, but even the land itself had been leveled.
However, this isn't surprising; it seems labor-intensive, but in reality, only one or two Spirit Beasts are needed to easily manage these things. The people of East-West Village wouldn't do this, partly because it's unnecessary, and partly because they don't have the corresponding Spirit Beasts.
