"Welcome to the temple of nature—"
Xia Yu smiled and first lifted the lid off the first boiling pot.
Boom!
A dense fog billowed out, the previously enticing aroma of taro and tofu mixed with the freshness of radishes and wormwood, and the surrounding diners took a light breath, imagining a grand green natural temple before their eyes.
"Click, click, click..."
But this was just the beginning of the first pot's rich fragrance.
Immediately after, Xia Yu, without any hesitation, briskly removed the remaining nine pot lids, and it was as if nine vegetable fountains erupted, together composing a melody named nature.
The second temple, enveloped in green light, was built upon the very first one.
One after another.
In the blink of an eye, a full ten identical palaces stacked up in everyone's view, reaching up to the clouds, the top-most palace hazily visible amidst the rolling mist.
"This is..."
Ichise Hui's eyes showed shock, "Such a strong sense of imagery!"
