In this biological garden, which animal hadn't he carefully trained? And that so-called "fern safety passage," he'd been here for over a decade and never noticed it. How could a little girl just swing by and find the way? It must have been Locke or that mute, secretly sinister Zhou Ziang who tipped her off earlier.
"That's also a skill, if it were me or you, no one could have noticed the peculiar traits of the ferns we tread on," Wang Shuai said with a hint of melancholy, yet he accepted Xiao Xian's previous statement. He had always approached life with an air of superiority, rarely noticing the weeds beneath his feet that were instrumental to his birth path.
He was still disgruntled, thinking he had inadvertently wandered into the miasma area, which was why he'd fallen for it. Now he realized, even if he walked through the biological garden again, he'd likely end up stumbling in the same place.
