Chapter 384 Ethereal House

The lotus leaves sleep on the clear round water, and the bright light sifts down from between the layers of shaded leaves, drawn up by the lake water, hidden between the stems and leaves and water plants, swaying gently with the wind. In the dimly lit woods, the chrysalis turns into a worm, the moth cuts open its cocoon, and when the lotus blooms, summer has truly arrived. It's summer in the southern states, and it's no stranger to that.