Wen Zishu looked at Duan Jianchuan.
Duan Jianchuan's face had turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Xia Xin braced himself and said, "Generally speaking, Wuyin Wood isn't suitable for planting in a Yang Mansion. Occasionally planting one might not have too much of an impact, potentially attracting some snakes, insects, rodents, and ants, but... the arrangement of the pine trees at President Fu's home seems deliberate. I... I don't know if I'm seeing this right, but it looks like some kind of formation."
Duan Jianchuan's eyes suddenly grew heavy, "Formation?"
He already had a fierce appearance.
At this moment, with his complexion so gloomy, he looked even more intimidating.
Xia Xin's spine stiffened, and he shrank back slightly, "That... I, I don't know what kind of formation it is, it just looks that way, maybe, maybe I'm mistaken..."
"You happened to see right for once," Jiangli's voice came from beside the pine trees, "Indeed, it is a formation, Gathering Yin Array."