In the small courtyard, waist-high wild grass stood before them, entirely a tender green, with dewdrops faintly visible in the morning light at the taller spots.
It was autumn, a time when even wild grass should have withered away, so such a vibrant scene was improbable. Moreover, just last night Xiao Tian had been in the courtyard experimenting with an antidote; he was certain the grass wasn't there then.
Additionally, the patch of wild grass was oddly contained to a bowl-sized area, with none of the surrounding areas showing the same phenomenon.
Xiao Tian immediately went to examine it. After confirming it was just ordinary wild grass and not some kind of special treasure, he only felt more puzzled.
"Could it be that someone came here last night?" Xiang Yiting couldn't help but ask.
Adison Claire replied with a somewhat uneasy expression, "Are you suggesting that Fujiwara Akita did this on purpose? But what's the benefit for him in doing that?"
