"Please accept my sincere respect, Master Yi," Haoran said, bowing deeply to Yi Ling. As a spiritual entity, he didn't need to kowtow, but his gesture was filled with utmost sincerity. "It is my honor to serve you, Master." Though he had been reluctant before, now his sincerity was evident. Serving the Goddess was the highest honor, and he believed Mu Xin's words were true. Only the Goddess could grow the Eternal Oak.
"En." Yi Ling nodded and looked at Mu Xin, puzzled by Haoran's sudden politeness. She had expected it to take a while to convince this tree spirit. "So, how can Haoran help you fix the bow?" she asked, eager to use her bow again but lacking a suitable blacksmith. Why hadn't Mu Xin mentioned this before?
"You need to plant this tree parallel to Linyu, so they don't fight for the energy around them. And you were busy, so I didn't want to bother you," Mu Xin said, shrugging his shoulders. He could read Yi Ling's expressions well by now.
