Controlling the Garden
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The red-robed child kept flailing his limbs, but he could not escape no matter how much he tried.
"If you listen to what I say, perhaps you won't suffer much. Otherwise, you will end up like this thing." Han Sen waved his hand and cut the xenogeneic plant next to them in half.
The red-robed child quietened down. He nibbled his lips and stopped screaming and struggling, but his eyes were still red with tears. He was looking at Han Sen as if he had just been bullied.
"Get those xenogeneic plants out of the way," Han Sen commanded the red-robed child.
The red-robed child did not speak or move. Han Sen raised his hand to pretend he was going to hit the boy and shouted, "Yeah!" He saw the xenogeneic plants simply part to pave a way. Even the deified xenogeneic plants were doing it.