Chapter 227: Qiong Lake (7)
Because she was a religious person, the grandmother used the word “paradise” and asked me to take Ho-ye to the Poison Garden.
It was clear she believed that if Ho-ye stayed, it would be captured and killed by the officials—so she wanted it to follow me instead, to live happily.
‘Well now, isn’t this a gift from the heavens?’
But I couldn’t help but feel like some shady cult leader for a moment.
I tried to remember what exactly I’d said to her that had triggered such a strong reaction.
I was pretty sure I hadn’t said anything that serious.
“So you’re saying you’re creating a place where spirit creatures like these can live without being harassed by people?”
“Yes, it’s called the Poison Garden.”
“Poison Garden?”
“‘Poison’ as in venom, ‘creatures,’ and ‘garden’ as in sanctuary.
On the surface, it just sounds like a place where venomous creatures gather.
But its true meaning is far deeper—