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Just when Wang Zong'an was in a daze and bewildered, the voice rang in his ear again.
"Young man, what are you spacing out for? Haven't you ever seen a talking tree? Although I don't like to talk much, that doesn't mean I can't. I've already used my divine sense to create a private space; ask whatever you wish, no one else can hear us."
These words exploded like a clap of thunder.
Wang Zong'an came to his senses and cautiously asked, "Are you the Longevity Tree, senior?"
"That's right, I am indeed the Saint Tree that guards Eternal Spring Valley—the Longevity Tree," that slightly aged voice carried a hint of pride, "I have been here for thousands of years, witnessing and protecting countless generations of disciples from Eternal Spring Valley."
