The guy in front of him, speaking so slowly, made Yang Fan somewhat suspicious that this could be the Old Locust Tree's second personality.
When this guy greeted Mr. Fan earlier, he had practically screamed his lungs out.
But now, he was actually preaching about respecting elders and caring for the young. Could this damned creature really have such a fickle temperament?
Even when Yang Fan spat directly in his face as a greeting, the abstract, aged face of the Old Locust Tree didn't show the slightest sign of anger. His oval-shaped eyes looked at Yang Fan with a kind expression before calmly saying, "Ah, young human boy, truly impetuous youth. I've been here on Li Mountain for 1,200 years. I've seen countless boys as impetuous as you—and quite a few who ended up hanging from my branches."
