Seeing how solemnly he spoke, Guan Yu assumed he was about to do something and immediately did as instructed.
A moment later, another flower bloomed before them.
Without another word, Yue Qianchou swiftly plucked a flower before it could wither. Pinching its stem, he rapidly brushed it face-to-face against the other flowers. Before long, the stamen in his hand had intimately touched each of the other stamens once.
Guan Yu had no idea what he was doing. Chen Feng stopped working, and even the white fox watched Yue Qianchou. Curiosity shone in all three pairs of eyes as they stared at the flowering plant with him.
Suddenly, Yue Qianchou smiled faintly. "That's right. This should be it."
Something happened that took the three by surprise. The flowers, which they believed should have withered, did not immediately wilt. Instead, an extra stage appeared: fruits began forming in the centers of the petals. Only after the fruits gradually took shape did the petals begin to wither.
After Yue Qianchou had worked his hands over it, the plant did not die. Its process of withering had turned into one of flowering and bearing fruit.
The three beside him all looked at Yue Qianchou with utter disbelief. Guan Yu muttered, "How is that possible?!"
Though the question he had raised was not meant to make things difficult for Boss Yue, it had carried a hint of provocation. Yet he had never imagined that something even the white fox could not solve would be resolved by Boss Yue with a mere lift of his hand.
The peerlessly beautiful white fox moved with lotus steps to the fruit-bearing plant. Her slender jade fingers plucked a fruit, and when her nail split it open, grain after grain of dark black seeds lay within. She lifted them to