A pair of slender hands cupped a pure, elegant White Rose. "Another ten years have passed. Why haven't you returned to human form yet? Could it be that you are destined to be an ordinary rose for the rest of your life?"
"Reporting to the Flower Immortal of the Rose, Zhe is here to seek an audience," a Flower Guard called out from the outer hall.
Is it that kid? Hmph, he stole my precious treasure, and now he has the nerve to show his face.
Chapter 179