At this moment, Diao Chan, clad in a floral dress, had reached the pinnacle of beauty. She was just as described in the history books of the Three Kingdoms: peerless in her beauty, stunning beyond compare.
The Flower Demon whispered, "The Flower Goddess said your time is short. She will allow Diao Chan to awaken once, for only one minute."
One minute is enough, Chu Hao thought. I need to personally confirm that Diao Chan is unharmed.
In the sea of flowers, Diao Chan opened her eyes.
She stood up, draped in a floral robe, her long hair pinned up—a beauty that penetrated deep into the soul.
Chu Hao stared at Diao Chan's appearance, dumbfounded for quite a while. Such a sweet girl.
Diao Chan called out softly, "Brother Chu."
Diao Chan was excited to see Chu Hao. She took a step forward, only to find something blocking her way as various inscriptions appeared.
Chu Hao approached Diao Chan, saying excitedly, "Chan'er, my dear, are you alright?"
