"Speak quickly!!" The Mountain Ginseng Spirit was extremely anxious, all its tiny roots erratically flailing about, resembling a person in a frantic dance.
"You ate my flower, so you must bear the consequences." Song Changming said.
He was referring to the purple flower that had been completely absorbed by the Mountain Ginseng Spirit.
He had driven away that ferocious giant ape, yet the Mountain Ginseng Spirit had taken the flower opportunistically, leaving him unable to let it go.
As he spoke, he placed the Mountain Ginseng Spirit back on the hot pan.
The steam below kept scalding the Mountain Ginseng Spirit's bottom, causing many of its tiny roots to shrink.
"No, no, I will make amends, I can tell you the whereabouts of the Purple Celestial Net, I know a place where there is a patch of Purple Celestial Net!" The Mountain Ginseng Spirit was completely panicked.
Disregarding the loss of its spirit energy, it gestured repeatedly.
