Its nine petals had completely blossomed, and every single one was a lone individual, yet they were in complete harmony with each other.
"It's actually a Paragon Black Lotus!" The servant girl by Chan Shan's side, Xiao He, saw the black lotus on her back and couldn't help but cry out.
When Chan Jiu, who was waiting outside, heard her cry, he subconsciously looked over. However, he thought it inappropriate, so he hurriedly turned his gaze away again.
Chan Shan stared at the black lotus and stretched forth a hand to touch the petals, but Sima You Yue immediately tensed up.
She pulled her hand back and her expression was one of excitement, "Paragon Black Lotus. How many years has it been since you have appeared?"
Sima You Yue wasn't really used to having many eyes on her, so she turned around and asked, "Are you done?"
"You can put on your clothes." Chan Shan's tone was a lot more intimate.
