"What?"
The Curse Tree frowned as it looked at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan sized up the Curse Tree, then smiled and said, "You, of course."
The Curse Tree was stunned, then said with a strange look, "Emperor Ye, Emperor Ye, you're being rather unfair."
It truly hadn't expected that Emperor Ye would set his sights on it.
Ye Xuan smiled, eyes narrowed. "What, you're not willing?"
The Curse Tree let out a cold snort. "This old one must guard this place."
Ye Xuan shook his head. "The Master of Netherworld isn't someone you chose to follow. There's no need for you to stay here forever. You can choose to follow me."
The Curse Tree's expression grew a bit dark. "Emperor Ye, do not speak such words again. This old one's entire life belongs only to that lord, even if she is no longer here."
Ye Xuan spread his hands, utterly indifferent. "Then I won't say it."
Then Ye Xuan continued his meditation, closing his eyes and ignoring the Curse Tree.
