One Pine Tree, One River

He left the herbal field and looked back at it subconsciously. He looked at the tree saplings; they were so thin that they could be easily broken. There was the young man standing behind the saplings.

The air around the young man became thicker and thicker!

He was shocked by the mysterious sapling, however, he went back to normal when he chatted with Wang Yao. Furthermore, he found that the young man next to him was different and his refined temperament became more and more obvious.

Wang Yao seemed to be like a pine tree in the forest; a river on a remote mountain and a cloud in the sky.

He was far away from the world and didn't conform to the norm.

"Was he overacting?" Standing in front of the cottage and looking at the tree saplings, Wang Yao kneaded his forehead when thinking of Tian Yuantu's shocked expression.