Moonheart Bamboo: Now that's flavor

Xia Fan hurriedly chimed in, "Right! We want bamboo charcoal barbecue!"

He paused.

Then he lowered his voice. "That Bamboo must be pretending to submit to lure us into a trap. Little Ancestor, Little Demon, we have to be careful. There's definitely something fishy on that island."

Su Yu rubbed her brow helplessly.

But she had no idea what to say.

Seeing her pained expression, Xia Fan asked in surprise, "Professor Su, what's with that look? Am I wrong?"

"Little Ancestor and Little Demon don't believe it either. They're planning to threaten it by making bamboo charcoal!"

Huang Qing sighed and explained patiently, "My young master never intended to threaten it. She really just wants to try bamboo charcoal barbecue."

As she spoke,

she pointed at the barbecue grill still burning on the deck.

"With Abyss Mother Tree Charcoal burning right there, how could a mere Tier 12 Moonheart Bamboo possibly dare to defy us?"

"If Supervisor Shen were here, he certainly wouldn't say anything like that."

Xia Fan: "..."

Shen Yan again!

You've never even met him. How do you know what he would say?

The more he looked at Huang Qing,

the more she seemed like a miniature Shen Yan.

Forget it.

I'm not saying another word.

Xia Fan took out a bottle of mango-flavored Abyss Potion.

He gulped it down.

The great silver ship cut through the waves.

It sailed toward Moonheart Island at an unhurried pace.

"I really am willing to submit! Really! I'm not lying!"

"Don't come any closer! Stay away!"

Moonheart Bamboo's voice trembled with pleading.

Though it had never seen the Abyss Mother Tree,

the charcoal burning aboard the ship gave off an aura that made it shudder.

The Abyss Mother Tree!

That charcoal was what these humans called the Abyss Mother Tree.