"The Lord God… planted these flowers?" The corner of Shen Yanxiao's mouth twitched slightly. It was really hard for her to connect these gorgeous patches of flowers with that god of creation.
"Yes." Xiu nodded.
"His taste is really special." Shen Yanxiao said.
"He always does strange things. We are used to it." Xiu did not seem to have many thoughts about the various odd and baffling practices of the Lord God. Even when the Lord God disappeared for no reason, he was not too surprised; it was as if he felt that no matter what the Lord God did, it was proper and to be expected: a matter of course.
