The World of Sea God Legacy…
Lan Family Garden…
The morning sun had barely risen, and yet the vast emerald plains of the Lan Family Herb Garden were already buzzing with activity.
Located in the valley of the Eastern Ridge, the garden was a sacred place, its soil nourished by thousand-year-old earth veins, and its air infused with spiritual pollen.
Amidst the swaying rows of glowing spirit herbs and whispering silver grass, one figure moved like a butterfly wrapped in grace.
Clad in dark green robes embroidered with silver vines, Manuka Lan swept through the garden with an inkbrush in hand, her fingers stained by pollen and spiritual dew.
Her eyes, sharper than a hawk's, missed nothing. Her black hair was tightly coiled behind her head, and her face bore the stern serenity of a priestess and the terrifying efficiency of a commander.
"Three Fire-Essence Lilies are wilting on the north terrace," she barked.
