Treeheart

Jiang You grabbed the potted plant and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Red-Eyes asked.

"To find that tree!"

"I'm coming too!"

Red-Eyes braced both hands against the ground and tried to pull himself out of the soil, but he was stuck too tightly.

Jiang You: "..."

Red-Eyes said, "What are you looking at, you unfilial brat? Can't you help me out?"

"That's your attitude when asking for help?"

Jiang You wasn't the sort of person who would still coldly wash someone's underwear after being insulted. Red-Eyes had been useful to her before, so she could put up with him. But now the tables had turned. Whether she helped him or not was entirely up to her.

That old bastard only had half a body left, yet his mouth was still so hard.

Let him pull himself out like a radish, and he'd learn his lesson.

Red-Eyes struggled for quite a while. When he saw Jiang You impatiently raise her foot and walk away, he finally opened his mouth and begged for mercy.

The old thing was fairly capable of bending when necessary. In the past, he'd carried himself with the imposing air of a lofty expert.

Now he lowered his head and poured out one string of flattering words after another, as if they cost him nothing.

He kept talking until his mouth went dry and he had exhausted every word he could think of.

Only then did Jiang You reluctantly agree to take him along.

After finding the strange tree, Jiang You traded it a new skin before it finally agreed to cooperate.

Sure enough, they found many corpses inside its trunk. Some were complete, while others were only fragments. There were also many brains connected to the tree's tendons. It seemed that the strange tree was