Lu Yin froze for a moment after catching sight of that blade of grass. A fragmented memory came to surface immediately; it was a pair of hands that stretched out to plant one of the seeds and watered it. After that, a beautiful, pale hand reached out to hand that pair of hands a piece of silk handkerchief. The cloth was rather exquisite with images of clouds on it.

Lu Yin suddenly snapped back to the present; what had that been? An illusion? No. A memory? Lu Yin carefully reviewed what he had just seen, but he could find nothing at all from before or after that brief image.

"Brother Long Qi, what's wrong?" Nong Lie asked.

Lu Yin pointed at the small bit of grass. "What is that?"

Nong Lie's expression changed a bit. "That’s another plant that was grown by an invited guest."

"Who?" Lu Yin asked, as he stared at Nong Lie.

Nong Lie shook his head. "I can't say. That matter is taboo for my Nong family."

Lu Yin turned back and continued staring at the blade of grass. It looked perfectly ordinary, and if it were placed anywhere else, it would never attract the slightest attention. However, given it’s location in Seed Garden’s selective garden and growing close to the tree lotus vine, there was something special about this grass.

"Why can the grass survive...