My name is Wenwen, and I live up to my name. I run a flower shop on the corner of the street.
Yunyou is the patron saint of this city, a cold-blooded snake demon, but he always likes to come to my store to "bathe in the sun".
He thought he was hiding well, pretending to be a lost stray cat every time he got hurt.
He thought I didn't know anything and was a fragile human being who needed his protection.
So he didn't know that every evil monster he got rid of was entangled with the fragrance of the flowers I planted.
Until that day, when all the demons attacked, he wanted to use the body of the snake god to burn all the demonic energy and be buried with the city.
In his determined gaze, I broke off a rose and walked on the flower.
The petals are like blood, and the vines are like prisons.
I leaned over, wiped the blood off his face, and chuckled:
"Lord Patron Saint, who told you that the flower shop owner can't be... The ancient flower god?"
Concept: fantasy and beautiful love