Political Union
Editor: Henyee Translations
Xue Hui sat in the chair opposite Huanhuan. The firelight made her face look even more beautiful. She spoke softly.
"Huanhuan, I know you have a deep misunderstanding of our Divine Wood clan now, but sometimes, you have to think from our perspective. We've worked hard for so many years and finally managed to accumulate a small family business. Now, you're going to give it to the tree tribe. It's normal for the tribe to be unhappy."
The rain was endless outside, and the fire in the house was warm.
The atmosphere was indeed suitable for a long conversation.
Huanhuan looked down at her youngest daughter in her arms and said softly, "The tree people are very good at planting. I've long thought of leaving the vegetable fields and fruit forest to them."
"Even if they're good at planting, you can't forget about us."
Huanhuan asked casually, "Then what do you want me to do?"