He was left fumed with anger but then there was nothing that can be done.
He was only a mere plant with nine hundred years of cultivation.
It will take him another hundred years to transcend into a human.
For now, he ain't able to do anything with his meagre prowess.
With him being incapable of doing anything, the green colour plant was left in despair.
He was still useless after all that cultivation.
Just as he was lamenting over the death of his beloved. He noticed so many butterflies sitting on him.
Just what in the hell was that?!
It was quite unusual for that many butterflies to be sat on him all at once.
He knows that his elegant scents and nectars lured in so many insects but it was the first time that many butterflies come to him all at once.
He was left distracted by it. Those butterflies were slowly moving to sit onto his vases like flowers from the leaves.
It was quite the chance to eat them up.
