The lush green grass wasn't like any ordinary wild grass but rather a prestigious velvet-like breed, gentle as a carpet under bare feet. The trees here were not random either; they were rare and valuable, chosen for their ornamental worth. From afar, one could see vast expanses of white, purple, and blue flower seas, with the breeze creating rolling waves of remarkable beauty; and those flowers bloomed with demonic allure.
Xia Yanxin looked for a long time before she remembered those were the same flowers she had seen on labels in the past, Mandara!
Small wonder the place was named Mandara Manor, it would seem the owner adored these enchanting flowers to the extent that the manor was enveloped by a sea of Mandara Flowers...
Those climbing vines gave off an uncomfortable vibe, and Xia Yanxin's mind conjured images of heavily made-up women clinging to men. What kind of perverted man would like such bewitching and bizarre flowers!!
