"How are people going to live here? There aren't any trees around." Bai Qingqing jumped down from his arms. The grass underneath her feet was dry, tough, and prickly, while the ground was dry, withered, and yellowish.
"This is the central region. I'm thinking of constructing a castle for you here." Winston looked spirited as he gazed at the vast plot of land. Even his quiet disposition dimmed by a little.
"I'll start making preparations now. When the construction of the city begins, the castle should be built by then."
Bai Qingqing widened her eyes. "For me?"
Her heart rate involuntarily accelerated. Avoiding Winston's gaze, she pretended to size up the surroundings.
"I can live anywhere. The tree hole is fine. You can just use this plot of land as a venue for gatherings," said Bai Qingqing.
