"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a piercing whooshing sound arose!
A large number of vines burst forth from the surrounding greenery, shooting towards Lin Zichen like arrows.
Lin Zichen tried to dodge, but it was too late to avoid them.
He had only just moved when, in the next second, dozens of vines tightly entwined him, rendering him immobilized.
"Quite perceptive, attacking the moment you saw me without any hesitation,"
Zhou Xiaohui, observing Lin Zichen bound tightly by the vines, couldn't help but smile in appreciation.
Lin Zichen furrowed his brows, "I never expected that Teacher Zhou would actually be a traitor from the Divine Plant Cult."
Zhou Xiaohui laughed, "I don't call it being a traitor; I call it seeing the world clearly. You, on the other hand, are remnants of feudal thinking, not understanding what survival means."
After speaking, he instructed the six people who were following behind him, "You six, go to the institute and take all the members of Tianren Pavilion."