Lin Yifan clapped his hands repeatedly in mockery, his sarcasm evident.
The little Sun Fruit Tree and the Enlightenment Tree clearly sensed the tension in the air and immediately started bickering.
"Why are you imitating me? You're such a copycat!" the little Sun Fruit Tree angrily asked.
"I'm a copycat? I think you're the real copycat," the Enlightenment Tree retorted.
"What did you say? If you have the guts, say it again. I promise I won't beat you to death," the little Sun Fruit Tree angrily demanded, pointing at the Enlightenment Tree.
The Enlightenment Tree faced the challenge with courage, straightening its back, and coldly sneered, "Oh, kid, how much do you weigh to be roaring in front of me? Are you tired of living?"
"I think it's you who's tired of living!"
The little Sun Fruit Tree didn't bother explaining further and immediately spewed a fierce flame, intending to burn the Enlightenment Tree into a pile of charcoal.
