Fucheng was quiet today.
The Holy Tree reverted to its usual golden hue, and the guests from the East Continent had all left. Everything seemed as it was before, as if nothing had changed.
Of course, it was only an illusion.
As someone who played a crucial supporting role in the whole event, Di Zhuomala experienced some changes.
At this moment, Lao Di was wearing a tall hat inscribed with "I was wrong, I shouldn't have disrespected the Holy Tree," sitting in a lounge chair on her own balcony.
Although she was wearing the hat, she wasn't actually in a bad mood.
After all, despite causing such a commotion by using the Holy Tree as a decorative light, she only received a beating from her parents, which she felt was quite worth it.
She'd dare to do it again next time.
While snuggling Little Fuji who was munching on snacks in her arms, she pondered over the recent matters of importance.
Specifically, the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm beneath the Holy Tree.
