The Yeti leader stood under the tree and turned to Zhao Hai, " &Quot; this is the Holy tree of our Yeti tribe. Back then, our Yeti tribe suffered an unprecedented crisis and relied on the Holy fruit on the Holy tree to continue our race. Over the years, the Holy tree can bear Holy fruits every year, which is very important to us. However, today, the Holy tree has begun to shed leaves, and the Holy fruits will fall to the ground before they are ripe. The Holy tree is sick, but we Yeti will not treat the Holy tree. I hope you can heal the Holy tree."
Zhao Hai nodded, " I will try my best. However, based on my experience, the Holy tree might be old. Plants have a lifespan too. If it really became like this because of old age, then my method might not be effective. &Quot;
When the Yeti leader heard what Zhao Hai said, he was stunned. Then, his expression changed, " &Quot; if it's really because of the Holy tree's old age that such a situation occurred, what should we do? "
