"Something evil must be at work, to transform the lands like so. The Jade-Gold Tree must be birthing something most peculiar," Wang Yuhang said, as he observed the downpour of blood-like rain.
Han Sen's heart was filled with worry, acknowledging the spookiness of the scene. He understood something foul was at work, too.
"Maybe I shouldn't have brought Little Uncle here with me." Han Sen was also overcome with regret. Still, he knew that despite how unfortunate Wang Yuhang could be, even he could not cause something like this. It very-well could have been the work of the Jade-Gold Tree.