Ten-Thousand Wood Manor.
When he came here again, Su Hao discovered that… the whole forest looked the same.
Not much.
Not less either.
He found it very unreasonable.
"With the speed at which Senior Wu's Goat Horn Immortal plants trees, it shouldn't take long for the mountains and plains to turn green, but there are still so many trees here… Could it be that Senior Wu is also a part-time wood merchant?"
The wood produced by a monarch-level sprite should be… very high-class, very valuable, right?
He looked at Reverie Butterfly.
Reverie Butterfly was also looking at him.
Each of them seemed to have the same thought.
But then he remembered that the little rascal wasn't good at expediting plant growth.
"Gurgle!"
...
When Su Hao saw Heavenly King Wu again, he seemed to be under an illusion.
His hair wasn't that thick anymore.
"Senior."
"Little Junior is here. Have a seat."
