When the large truck arrived at Luohua Manor, it was already 10 p.m., after sixteen hours on the road.
Indeed, a large vehicle like this couldn't compare to a smaller car in terms of speed.
As soon as it entered the manor, the unloading began, with the goods being taken off and placed in the villa's yard.
The people who had stayed behind over the past two days had actively helped with the delivery and unloading; most of the plants had already been moved into the bamboo forest.
This task seriously affected cultivation, but no one minded—in the face of so many incredible things arriving at the manor, who wouldn't be happy?
The only person who might not be as thrilled by the haul of natural treasures was Feng Jun.
However, tonight, the focus of everyone's attention was not on the newly arrived plants, but on the butterfly that remained vibrantly alive even in the dead of winter.
