"Black Tulip, truly beautiful."
Li Weiliam caressed the sole Black Tulip with a gentle expression. The rise of the family had relied on the Tulip, and naturally, he had a special affection for it.
Lady Penelope also gently touched the purple-black bloom, "Having a new variety of Magic Potion, and it being a Tulip at that, is a sign of the family's continued prosperity. I originally thought Liszt was not a lucky one, but now it seems he is the luckiest one in the Tulip Family."
"We should promote the Black Tulip vigorously, for the sake of the family," Lady Marie said, seemingly offhand.
Following behind Lady Marie, Lidun said with a trace of naivety, "It's really pretty, Father, can I have a Black Tulip too? I want to plant it on my bedroom windowsill so I can see it every day."
"There will be a chance, Lidun," Levis cut off Lidun's words directly, looking at the harvested capsule and then questioning Liszt, "Have you already harvested a batch of seeds?"