On the grass beside the lake, a man in silver-white armor sat swaying the Fishing Rod in his hand.
His eyes stayed on the lake, as though he were expecting something.
A large tree behind him shaded him from the sun.
The tree looked as though it had grown there, almost one with the soil, without the slightest incongruity.
But Jiang Man knew that the other man had brought this tree over on the spur of the moment too.
This time, though, it actually was not a fruit tree.
"You weren't particularly looking forward to seeing me this time." Ting Fengyin turned toward Jiang Man and spoke softly.
"That's not true." Jiang Man shook his head and asked curiously, "Senior, aren't you eating fruit anymore?"
"There wasn't anything new, so I brought this one over at random. It's a decent tree. Want to pick some leaves to take back?" Ting Fengyin asked.
Jiang Man felt that the leaves would not be much use.
After all, Ting Fengyin never considered usefulness when he brought trees over.
Some were pretty, some had tasty fruit, and some simply had a fated connection with him.
Then Ting Fengyin explained, "This is called a heavenly secret tree. Its leaves contain heavenly secrets and can also conceal them. When you're out and about, neither your aura nor your heavenly secrets can be traced. They even give you an advantage when sneaking into formations."
As he spoke, he pointed at the peculiar aura around him. "See these traces of aura on me? These are heavenly secrets.
"The heavenly secret tree isn't too pleased with what I've done and wants revenge.
"It's releasing my heavenly secrets, hoping my enemies will come and kill me.
"So you'd best pick fewer leaves, or it'll have the opposite effect. This tree