Interlude (2)

Wen Jian turned to look at the section of trunk that had closed again. The vines and leaves had returned to their previous appearance, as if the opening just now had been nothing more than an illusion.

Remembering Wang Hui's shout before entering, the curiosity in his heart grew wildly like creeping vines. Unable to hold it back any longer, he moved close to Wang Hui and asked in a low voice, "Senior, that 'Guan Cang' you called out to just now... is he a reclusive senior from the Sword Tomb?"

Wang Hui shot him a sidelong glance, his brows knitting slightly. The impatience in his voice was undisguised. "Why does a child like you have so much curiosity? Don't meddle. Don't ask."

"Oh." Wen Jian choked on the reply and wisely fell silent, but the doubt in his heart did not disperse. Instead, it only deepened. His steps unconsciously slowed by half a beat, and his eyes continued secretly studying Wang Hui's expression.

Wang Hui clearly had no intention of saying another word, but Shen Yuxi knew. "Senior Guan Cang is the tree spirit of the Twin-Life Tree."

Wen Jian was walking ahead of Shen Yuxi. Hearing that, his body abruptly stiffened, his heart giving a violent jolt as his expression instantly turned unnatural.

Wang Hui noticed something strange about him and raised a brow. "What is it?"

"N-Nothing!" Wen Jian hurriedly waved his hands, his voice floating a little. "It's just... I just think the Sword Tomb is too amazing. I haven't quite recovered yet. If Senior doesn't want to say it, I won't ask!"

*The Twin-Life Tree actually has a tree spirit?... Well, the Profound Heaven Sect has existed for three thousand years. That Twin-Life Tree is as old as the sect itself. It's perfectly normal for