Feng Yin gave several locations, highlighting their current state, and insisted that one should never undervalue themselves, as wherever they went, they were bestowing face upon the locals and had their own worth.
"Alright, thank you, Master."
And so, the next moment.
The greenery here was practically a flood, ostensibly because the countless tree roots underground were in conference.
"Where are you going?"
"Where are you all going?"
"I'm heading back to Yuezhou, that's our homeland, our roots. The fallen leaves must return to their roots; I'm going back home. What about you?"
"I'm going to General City. The master will soon transcend this world, and that place will be the master's mark in this world. I'm going there."
"I'm going there too."
The trees were all quite simple and soon chose their own destinations; indeed, every tree had its own aspirations and destination.
And so...