Qin Yue was surprised by Little Tree's behavior but soon recovered her senses. With a mocking smile she replied, "This is the Godly Tree Whip, something that has been passed down for generations in the Saintly Virgin Tribe. It is said that one of our tribe's ancestors obtained it from historical remains, and precisely because of this whip, it has caused countless treants to acknowledge allegiance to us…"
Little Tree's expression was filled with pain and suffering. He tightly hugged his head and sweat flowed from his forehead due to pain.
"I've mentioned this before, no treant can escape from our tribe," Qin Yue sneered, with a smug look. "Right now, aren't you experiencing pain and suffering?"
"Little Tree?" Yun Luofeng hurriedly pulled Little Tree into her embrace and used her palm to gently caress his back. Her voice seemed to contain demonic power as it caused the irritated Little Tree to gradually calm down.
