Golden Flower apparently did not believe Guan Yu's statement. At least she did not feel any danger. She liked it very much and kept playing by the lake.

Golden Flower sat by the lake, her two little feet were waving in the water. Her little white feet were like jade. Even after so many days of continuous travel, there was no dust on her little feet. Guan Yu looked at the big movement of her index finger, because the little feet of Golden Flower and her people were still charming.

The lakeside here is full of green grass, and about 90% of the places are all a kind of grass,...