Following Sisi through the endless flower field, Yang Yu arrived at the castle where the fairies resided.
Surrounded by green grass, the castle was magnificent, adorned with shining glazed tiles. The fairy banners fluttered gently in the breeze, each element refined and delicate.
However, Yang Yu and his companions could not enter the castle to further explore its exquisite design.
Why, you ask? Because the size of this castle was the same height as them. The castle didn't seem like an architect had spent great effort to build it, but more like a sand sculptor had piled it up in a few days, before some color specialist randomly brushed on some paint.
Compared to this tiny castle, Yang Yu and his companions seemed like giant monsters from outer space.
If the fairies had built their walls a bit higher, they might have been able to hide behind them, slowly peering out, and recall the fear of being dominated by giants.
