Dyon looked toward Meiying, "You did this?"
Meiying blushed before nodding and then, to Dyon's confusion, shaking her head. "My mom did more than 80% of it, I only did some…"
Dyon almost couldn't believe his ears. The firecracker that was Meiying could speak in such a soft voice?
"It's beautiful…" Dyon might have never meant something so much in his life. His sincerity made Meiying's heart tremble as a small smile crossed her delicate features.
Even Head Bai remained silent. Maybe under normal circumstances he'd be pissed off that Dyon immediately assumed it was Meiying who did all of this and not him, but when it came to his late wife… Head Bai didn't like to joke around.
A normal person might see how beautiful the Bai Holy Land was and admire it without truly understanding. However, Dyon was different… He saw this place as it should be seen. The architecture itself was cultivation.
