Chu Mo, true to his assertive nature, didn't hold back and gave Yuanyuan a knock on the head, his own fingers tingling slightly from the force. The young girl, Wu Youyou, was even less able to withstand it, her eyes reddening with the pain.
Chu Mo knew he had been too rough, but too proud to apologize, he quickly changed the subject:
"I'm at my own home, how can I sneak around like a ghost? Don't talk nonsense next time.
Besides, I have a task for you in the future. Do you see this fruit? This is called the Immortal Fruit. Once planted, it will grow into a Divine Tree. When the fruits come out, eating them will strengthen the body and cure all diseases. If you eat them, Yuanyuan, you can save yourself decades of hard cultivation.
Remember, from now on, you're responsible for watering and fertilizing the Divine Tree!"
