Chapter 2294 Silent Houses
- Yet between the two rows, neat beds of vibrant herbs stretched in disciplined lines, every leaf pulsing with life.
- Aragon let out a booming laugh. "Hah! Upper Realm elites gardening here? Aren't they afraid all that care will be for nothing?"
- Adalinda shot him a sideways glance. "Look again—each stalk is bursting. This defensive formation is leagues beyond anything from the Netherrealm. Even Lord Nether King might fail to craft it."