As Long as the Result Is Good

The subtle expression on her face and the genuine disdain in her words were practically written all over her features. There was no trace of a joke in them. With only a few remarks, Xilos, who had barely managed to calm herself, exploded again.

"Stop acting like it's no big deal! Do you know how slowly the Elf Tree grows in this environment? Ever since it sprouted, I've been slowly nurturing it with my own power. If this weren't the place, do you think the Elf race would have withered to this extent?!"

Grinding her teeth, Xilos glared at Wen Ke'er with a displeased expression.

Under normal circumstances, an Elf Tree of this size truly was growing far too slowly and was far too small. But these clearly weren't normal circumstances!

The Elf race was "trapped" here. One reason was that they could not leave because of the Source of Black Mist; another was that the other races outside would not allow them to break free so easily. If they had been on the Blue Star she had once lived on, the Elf Tree would already have grown as tall as those so-called "buildings."

"Enough. Stop bickering."

Shen Yi spoke up to stop them.

These two women were surprisingly similar in temperament. Wen Ke'er now looked no different from an elf, and unless someone knew her especially well, they would not even notice the traces of Black Fog corruption on her.

Among the elves now, quite a few of them looked at Wen Ke'er without sensing anything amiss.

Even Mei Fu, who had once shared Wen Ke'er's attribute, showed no resistance to Wen Ke'er's words despite Wen Ke'er having stood rather close to her earlier. She even seemed somewhat close to her. No matter how one looked at it, she