Gardening is just gardening, Fu Qian never meant to get too entangled here.
On one hand time is precious, on the other, causing great chaos is like cooking small delicacies, excessive heat often backfires.
Like this, a touch-and-go approach can clearly leave more room for imagination.
Once returned, the garden might very well grow even more robustly.
Of course, this carefree attitude encountered strong calls for retention.
The invisible barrier was truly treated as nothing, breaking through it, even dignified Siren finally couldn't stay low-key any longer, tangible attacks came one after another.
Outside the ship, the sun had reverted to one, and it was just as Fu Qian looked up, feeling the gentle sunshine breaking through the floating clouds after the storm, at a certain moment he reached out, blocking a ray of light.
The reason is simple, this ray felt somewhat glaring, not quite harmonious.
Snap!
