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"Hehe, truly a jack-of-all-trades—even the job of a tour guide, Ji Yun, you're practically the emperor of odd jobs!" Luo Yao began his teasing.
After traversing the Forest Sea, a breeze wafted through the mountains, bringing a hint of coolness and a sense of detachment from anxiety.
Far off, the Cloud Mountains standing tall against the clear sky resembled an oil painting, and with different canopies framing it, the scene displayed varied forms of beauty.
"Ji Yun, what kind of tree is this? It looks like it has been alive for many years," a female student asked curiously.
"That's a yew tree, known for the saying 'one chop and you're sitting through your sentence,'" Ji Yun said with a smile.
"No wonder it's fenced off, it's so special—the leaves are soft and silky, and the branches are lush and upright."
