Inside the Flatpeach Garden, white mist suddenly grew dense.
Li Feng had already torn strips of fabric from his clothes to mark his trail, but the surrounding flatpeach trees seemed to move slowly of their own accord, their interwoven branches obscuring the way he had come.
Every flatpeach tree bore similar pink blossoms, the petals drifting without wind to trace mysterious patterns in the air, each one reflecting a multicolored rosy glow.
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