The branches and leaves of the ancient tree gradually settled down.
"So Hua Chen, didn't you just leave? Why are you back again?"
An aged voice came from the trunk of the ancient tree.
Yun Mengyao and the others widened their eyes in surprise.
"This tree has become a spirit," Yun Mengyao exclaimed in shock.
Hua Chen's expression slightly changed, "Fairy Yun, please don't speak recklessly. Quickly apologize to the Holy Tree, sir."
Yun Mengyao quickly said, "Senior Holy Tree, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Please forgive my careless words."
Qin Yi looked at Yun Mengyao in surprise, this woman was quite sensible.
"No problem, I've seen plenty of ignorant little kids like you, so I'm not surprised," said the Holy Tree.
"Are these humans?"
Hua Chen hurriedly said, "Holy Tree, sir, they are friends of the Elf Clan. Please allow us to enter."
"No way, those who are not of the Elf Clan cannot enter the Elf Clan."
