As soon as the man finished speaking, a wave of discussion immediately swept through the crowd.
Song Wanning, sitting amidst the crowd, had a peculiar glint in her eyes.
The Flower Clan was inherently skilled at planting. If even they couldn't do it, it was unlikely anyone else could.
"Are you kidding? The Flower Clan can't even manage it themselves. What makes you think we can?"
"Exactly! When it comes to planting, who can possibly compare to the Flower Clan!"
"What about the Grass and Wood Clan? Didn't they help?"
Someone asked.
The man in white was speechless, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Are you asking a question you already know the answer to?"
"Everyone knows the Flower Clan broke away from the Grass and Wood Clan long ago. Now that they're in trouble, the Grass and Wood Clan is probably waiting to celebrate. Why would they possibly help?"
His words quickly earned the agreement of the crowd.
