Soon, members of the Plant Race Council gathered around Yang Yu.
Quan Xiangguo, with age showing on his face, teased a squirrel perched on his finger while Hans. Morning Glory stood by his side, revealing a childlike smile.
Meiyu. Rose held a letter sent by Zuixiang. Pu Tao between her fingers, standing in front of her younger sister, Cuiyu. Jiucai, while William. Pumpkin had appeared behind Yang Yu at some point, adjusting his white gloves in the tree.
The tall Uncle Nai Xu. Mushroom arrived last, and a special fragrance immediately filled the air.
Since Yang Yu had used the Racial Essence of the Plant Clan, carrying the scent of their race, his true identity needed no telling—the assembled Plant Clan members each had their suspicions.
"Dressed up so fancily, don't want to be recognized, do you? Too bad that's ineffective with us. Let's cut to the chase; I'm quite busy and have people waiting for me to teach them. Is the answer in this letter?"
