23. My Flower.

Apart from the petals that fell individually and ominously, as stated in the books, the street of Sukazu held nothing like houses or any evidence that shelter was built there, it was completely empty.

Cherry Lee was too dumbfounded to air out words. She couldn't comprehend what her eyes saw and what her mind interpreted.

How could this be?

If this is the case then where are Jiangsu and Lu Shui Hua?

Was this the place they came to?

Where is this legend?

Goosebumps flooded her skin. She trembled... her eyes moving everywhere with feet moving deeper into the sophisticated street that has lost its Aura.

"... Um, Miss Lee?" One of the researchers called from behind bringing her attention back to them but before he could ask anything, she beat him to it.