Shi Kong always wore a smile, pointing forward with his finger: "Take a closer look?"
Yang Fei looked carefully, only to see the city ruins had transformed into a completely different sight.
The city was still devoid of people, but everywhere there was lush greenery, fountains, flowers, presenting a vibrant scene full of life.
Yang Fei had witnessed many grand scenes in his lifetime, but never something so peculiar and strange.
He stared, dumbfounded, at the transformed city.
"What exactly is the reason?"
Shi Kong shook his head, gazing at Yang Fei with significant meaning,
"It is your will that changed this city, don't you know?"
Yang Fei was astonished, pointing at his own nose: "Me?"
He came to his senses, shaking his head repeatedly: "How is that possible? Your joke is very cold."
Such supernatural things, Yang Fei had never believed in.
