Downstream, he could see hills that the river winded its way through. Chen Changsheng could even make out the plain in the distance. It was the same scene that he had seen when they had arrived, but Chen Changsheng knew that something had definitely gone wrong in this world.
As Chen Changsheng was observing the garden in silence, Zhuang Huanyu prepared to leave.
"It's best not to go out on your own."
Chen Changsheng turned around and sincerely told him, "The gray strings losing their power means that something has probably gone wrong. It's best to first investigate what's going on, or else I'm worried that there will be problems."
Zhuang Huanyu did not stop. Arching his brow, he said, "The Garden of Zhou is only open for one hundred days. In here, every moment is precious. Don't tell me that you want me to waste my time for such a small matter?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "You observing the battle was also a waste of time, so what's the harm in wasting a bit more?"
