"Can you help it?"
Just as everyone was finishing admiring the flowers and preparing to leave, Veronia suddenly spoke up. The flower boy looked at her questioningly, not understanding what was happening. Agunas eyed her suspiciously, not knowing what she was going on about, and chuckled before Veronia said,
"Don't you think it's pitiful?"
The flower boy swayed the lotus leaf stalk he held in his hand—water droplets fell from the lotus leaf at the top, swinging with his movements. Veronia looked at the ancient tree and said,
"That tree's life is almost at its end, I'm sure you know that."
"So what?"
Feng Yuan looked at Veronia oddly, and the flower boy shook his head with a smile, seeming to understand. Agunas spoke skeptically,
"How can that be? That tree's vitality is so immense."
"There's nothing impossible about it. It's just a Spirit Plant after all, and they ultimately have a lifespan limit."
