"Human, I curse your ancestor."
Accompanied by the French Plane Tree's shrill cries, its branches and leaves rapidly turned yellow and withered.
It also developed many wrinkles on its face.
Though it was clearly summer, the French Plane Tree seemed as if it had entered winter.
"Hahaha."
Liu Zheng laughed even louder than its cries.
Kindness and grievances apart,
the French Plane Tree had set him up so many times, thinking he held no grudges.
Liu Zheng had brought Tendaros over just to see if he could scare the tree and vent his anger.
He hadn't expected the outcome to be so effective.
"Now we're even."
He said contentedly.
"Stupid human, do you think you're only harming me?"
The French Plane Tree's angry expression faded, replaced by a sinister smile.
"What?"
Liu Zheng suddenly sensed trouble.
But before he could react, the Hound suddenly lowered its head, looking at a patch of Black Soil.
In the Black Soil, a piece of bark was embedded.
