The old spiritual plant quietly looked at Su Qinglan, his lush leaves slowing down their frantic shaking and narrowing with deep suspicion.
So... this was the Female Master Little Hua kept talking about? The one who had completely stolen his precious granddaughter's heart and made her forget her own clan?
His hidden gaze became deeper as he scrutinized her from root to tip.
"What exactly is so special about this female anyway?" he muttered bitterly inside his heart.
"My precious Little Hua talked about her every single moment. Female Master this, Female Master that... it almost drove this old plant crazy. Hmph. I refuse to believe an ordinary beastwoman could be that amazing."
He continued staring stubbornly at Su Qinglan. However... the longer he looked, the stranger he began to feel.
Thump.
His spiritual core suddenly skipped a beat.
"...Hm?" The old spiritual plant blinked his spiritual awareness in shock.
