"How many pieces did you find?" Bai Ye asked expectantly.
"O... one piece."
"What!? Only one!?" Bai Ye's face fell as he released Mu Linsen's shoulder.
"Wooden Head, have you spent all these years just playing with trees?"
Seeing that his brother seemed unhappy, Mu Linsen immediately panicked.
As if he had committed some terrible mistake, he hurriedly waved his hands. His Adam's apple bobbed nervously as he said in a trembling voice, "B-Brother, don't be angry. It's my fault. I'll go look right now..."
He turned around in a fluster and wandered about like a headless fly.
When someone who had lived in darkness for too long finally grasped a beam of light, he would humble himself into the dust, afraid even his breathing might disturb that gentleness.
Bai Ye grabbed him. "Look at you, getting anxious again. I'm not even in a hurry. We can talk about it later."
Mu Linsen lowered his head. "But... but I don't want Brother to be unhappy."
"Huh?" Bai Ye was stunned. "Was I unhappy? I'm very happy!"
"Then just now..."
"Just now was just now. Now is now."
Bai Ye patted Mu Linsen's shoulder and earnestly lectured him, "Wooden Head, remember this: don't use the emotions of one second ago to make things difficult for yourself this second.
"And also, don't reflect on what you did wrong just because someone else is unhappy.
"What if they're narrow-minded, have a rotten temper, or stepped in dog shit on their way out?"
He naturally knew what the little humanoid was thinking. This kid was far too sensitive and fragile. If he did not teach him properly, forget reaching the level of the Ten Kings—even an ordinary person with the slightest malicious intent could manipulate him.
Mu Linsen trembled slightly. The wilted Little Flower