"What? Is the Fairy unwilling to part with it?"
Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow and stubbornly said:
"If the Fairy is unwilling, then I shall have to pick it myself!"
"No... don't... eat..."
Shuiyun Fairy wanted to stop him but was too late.
Zhou Chen had already leaned down towards the lotus pond, where a blooming red lotus stood, vibrant and radiant under the nourishing spring rain.
With a gentle touch, Zhou Chen's fingers landed softly on a petal of the red lotus, collecting some of the fresh spring rain before bringing it to his lips for a delicate taste, exclaiming:
"Truly a supreme spirit plant, the fresh raindrops enriched by the red lotus are sweet and delectable!"
"Is it the spring rain that nourishes the red lotus, or the red lotus that nourishes the raindrops?"
With those words, Zhou Chen took a bite of a red lotus petal. Indeed, this supreme spirit plant was exceptional—juicy, sweet, and fragrant.
