"Master, that old man and Lin Daniu are plotting to harm you." Little Green was still wrapped around Lin Yuelan's wrist in the form of a jade bracelet. His tender yellow bud bent, and his two green leaves flapped. However, the color of his leaves had turned black, showing that he was angry. "They're so bad!"
The soldiers had not been in the village that long but rumors had already spread all over the village.
Little Green had a temper too. When he heard about these people's plots, he was furious. When Little Green was angry, it showed through nature. The wind howled, and the branches rustled. It was like the sky was angry.
Lin Yuelan carried a small basket on her back and stood on the largest tree branch on the summit of Mount Da Ao. Her sharp eyes looked in the direction of the Lin family Village. The wind blew her hair and clothes, causing them to flutter.
