Wild roses grew amidst the mountains.
It seemed that as long as one found a place with wild roses, the Soul Resurrection Grass could be found as well.
Chu Jin had wanted to ask Zi about the situation, but Zi had fallen asleep on the table again. Chu Jin frowned slightly; lately, Zi seemed a bit off.
It looked like he'd have to figure it out on his own.
With such vastness of Nan Mountain and his unfamiliarity with the terrain, where could he find wild roses?
Chu Jin gently smelled the wild roses in his hand, his thoughts deep in his eyes.
The bright red flowers against his jade-like cheeks were stunningly attractive, perfectly embodying the phrase "beauty that shames the flowers."
Seeing him like this, Mo Qingyi leaned in and asked, "What's wrong, Jin? What are you thinking about?"
Chu Jin snapped out of his reverie, and with a faint smile, he replied, "It's nothing. Shall we go? Aren't you hungry?"