The pink Carefree Lotus is undeniably beautiful, and its function is reliable, but Jiang Yuan felt that if there were a blue lotus swaying in the Spirit Pool, the scene would be even more magical.
"The Carefree Lotus comes in nine colors; it's only when it blooms that you'll know what color it'll be." The bluebird tilted its head at the pink bud casually saying, "Actually, pink, red, or white are the best; ordinary colors are relatively safer.
Like the blue one I planted before—it's too conspicuous. Beautiful as it is, its danger level rises accordingly. Let's just say, with this Carefree Lotus blending in with the hibiscus flowers, you wouldn't feel out of place, and you could retreat within and feel much more at ease."
Listening to her explanation, Jiang Yuan realized the difference in their thinking.
