The Rat King smiled diffidently after Jiang Chen’s reminder and he started circling the Thundercloud Tree. He grinned after a moment, “Young master, I can uproot this Thundercloud Tree in an hour. But it won’t be able to be replanted after it leaves the soil of the magnetic golden mountain. Are you sure you wish to dig it up by the roots?”
This question stumped Jiang Chen.
“Young master, this Thundercloud Tree is quite rare, and it may be a shame to dig it up by the roots. How about I pick some branches for you? It will be enough for your uses.”
Jiang Chen smiled wryly, “Ole Gold, this doesn’t seem like you. When did you have so much compassion?”
The Rat King smiled awkwardly “Young master Chen, I… sigh. I’ll listen to you.”
