Zhixi smiled lightly on her face and comforted in a soft voice, "It's okay, Granny Hu. This isn't your fault."
"It's not a festival now, nor any special day. It's normal that no one is buying flowers."
The old lady looked down at the still vibrant flowers in the bucket, and said with a saddened face, "Ah... the flowers from Miaohua City are really good. How beautiful they are."
"But, no one wants them...."
Hearing the old lady's words, Zhixi sighed softly, then supported the old lady, smoothed her aura, and bent down to comfort her in a low voice.
From a distance, Fang Ze observed this whole scene.
He remembered, after he had taken in Nan Yi and her group, he went to Bai Ling to check out the backgrounds of these people.
Nan Yi and the others were born in Miaohua City.
