Lady Houtu looked at the exuberant Chen Shi, feeling a sense of helplessness: "Wasn't he supposed to pick Fusang leaves? How did he end up carrying the tree back? Your Majesty is truly frugal, never letting go of anything. This tree is indeed without an owner, but others intend to use it to suppress and refine the Golden Crow's corpse. You've taken the tree away…"
Thinking about that person's abilities made her head ache: "I'm usually the one calculating accounts with others; this time I fear I'm the one to be accounted against."
"Godmother!"
Chen Shi waved enthusiastically, and said, "We've harvested the Sang leaves! Now Can'er won't have to worry about going hungry!"
"Well done, Your Majesty," said Lady Houtu.
"This West Bull New Continent seems beyond saving," she thought silently.
Chen Shi waved his hand: "Wu Qi, follow up, let's plant this tree on Qianyang Mountain!"
Wu Qi, with all his might, carried this majestic tree, returning to the Mortal World behind Chen Shi.
