The spring days on Harmony Island were strewn with pale pink petals everywhere.
But Ke Lu Ban had never seen such a dense and chaotic shower of cherry blossoms.
Petals from flowers that lay dormant for a year, blooming for only a few days under such sunlight, under such temperature, cascaded down at a speed of five centimeters per second, reminding Lu Ban of the rain of cherry blossoms in "April Tale" that was thick enough to obscure the view.
What was even more noteworthy was that all these petals were falling from one tree.
Without even approaching the harbor, one could see that enormous tree that could no longer be described as towering into the sky.
Taking the entire island as its foundation, that lofty tree grew atop a mountain range. No, Lu Ban thought at this moment, perhaps it was this great tree that existed first, and then all these other things followed.
