"Mr. Xiao Gu?"
On the mountain path of Divine Temple Mountain, a breeze blew past.
The three people descending the mountain arrived at the mid-slope.
Li Qingci watched Gu Shen, who had stopped walking, puzzled.
Gu Shen crouched down.
Last time he had come to Divine Temple Mountain, the crevice that grew the "Little White Flower" was now just a barren patch, and the white flowers had withered.
He extended his finger and gently pinched through the crevice of the rock.
A strand of dried flower root was pinched out.
Li Qingsui looked somewhat bewildered, still unsure of what had happened.
"That flower... it has withered," Gu Shen's eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of regret.
"It survived three more days, which is quite long." Li Qingci smiled and pointed to another spot, saying, "But... look there."
Gu Shen and Li Qingsui both looked up.
Not far from the crevice on the rock wall, a new flower had bloomed.
"Mr. Xiao Gu, life is always like this."
