C186 The Destruction of the Holy Tree

Xu Wenn gave Xiao Panzi's shoulder a reassuring pat, urging him to snap out of his daze.

"Do you have any paint at home? Bring me a basin of it."

"Sure, right away."

Xiao Panzi quickly obeyed, rushing home to empty all his painting pots into a large basin.

He soon returned with a basin brimming with green paint water.

To Xiao Panzi, a tree had to be green to be beautiful