Lu Chuan looked puzzled and asked, "What's going on? Why won't it let me pick the fruit?"
Tower Spirit replied somewhat speechlessly, "A medicinal herb that has grown for over four hundred years has already developed a unique spirit wisdom; otherwise, it wouldn't be called Spiritual Medicine. Since it has spirit wisdom, it has its own preferences, just like humans. The fruit it bears naturally will only be picked by someone it favors."
"Uh... It doesn't like me?" Lu Chuan had never imagined a medicinal herb could have preferences, and his face was full of surprise.
With a look of disdain, Tower Spirit said, "You're not Mr. Popular, so why should it favor you?"
Scratching his head a bit embarrassed, Lu Chuan said, "So, how do I make it like me?"
