With eyes closed, she sprinted into the open mouth of the ancient tree, followed closely by Ethan, with a cat, a little bat, and a baby dragon taking up his shoulders, head, and chest. Only the Other Shore, due to its enormous size, could only trail behind him.
The white turban lying on the ground heard the commotion nearby, and immediately cried out anxiously, "Hey! Wait a minute, what about me?"
In his current state, it was impossible for him to crawl back into the mouth of the Cautious Tree on his own. But this was the ancient tree's request, being a high-level magical creature, now aged, it would never allow any filth to enter its body, as that would reduce its lifespan by several decades.
"Somebody, help me, Lady Fengweidie, hello?"
