He stepped into the garden.
On either side of the entrance stood two rows of lifelike horse heads, each with a pair of brightly colored butterflies resting above it.
Upon closer inspection, they appeared to be composed of several kinds of flowers.
This was no simple arrangement, but a peculiar symbiotic relationship.
At that moment.
As a warm breeze swept in, the butterflies' wings gently opened and closed, as though they were about to take flight.
The round horse eyes seemed to roll about, as if observing their surroundings.
At a glance, the horse heads and butterflies looked as though they had truly come alive.
Such a sight showed just how ingenious the design was.
The owner of Winter Garden, Fang Qinghuai, looked faintly proud. "Sergeant Cheng, our Fang Family spent a full fifteen years cultivating these Welcoming horse Orchids."
Cheng Han praised, "They really are quite good!"
For ordinary people to achieve this much was truly commendable.
As Fang Qinghuai led the way, he explained the various flowers and casually spoke of the many setbacks the Fang Family had faced during cultivation.
Fang Tingyuan also chimed in from time to time, telling one or two amusing little stories and presenting himself as a quick-witted youth.
After a while.
The female assistant joined the conversation.
She behaved like a competent public relations officer, appropriately extolling the Patrol Department's achievements.
"This Snowdrift Orchid is one of Winter Garden's most famous flowers. Whenever it snowed outside, the Snowdrift Orchids moved on their own even without wind. When the garden opened on snowy days, they always drew the largest crowds.
"I remember that two winters ago, a group of thieves tried to sneak into Winter Garden and steal several pots of Snowdrift Orchids. The Patrol Department received word through its underground intelligence network