Xuan Chen Zhenren naturally couldn't admit that he was playing mahjong, and with some curses and complaints, he quickly derailed the topic.
Having such a master, Li Qing didn't have the slightest temper at all.
Despite being such an extravagant and careless master, his status was extraordinarily high both inside the sect and outside.
Helpless, Li Qing could only succinctly explain the situation with the old apricot tree to Xuan Chen Zhenren.
"Based on what you're saying, there are generally only two possibilities."
Xuan Chen Zhenren shuffled his mahjong tiles noisily while analyzing the situation for Li Qing, "Either what the tree spirit said is true, and those people hung themselves on the tree simply because they thought it was a good place to do so."
"Or, that old apricot tree is deep and cunning, knowing how to hide. If it spent many years subtly influencing a person's mind, making them develop the desire to die, and then they hanged themselves on that tree."
