Old Man Hwang asked, “Is he doing okay?”

“Totally! I’m sure Master is doing great!” Brunheart replied brightly.

Old Man Hwang and Brunheart were inside the control tower in Sephiroth Tree. It had a giant tree, which was once the size of a person. However, the tree now covered the tower’s entire ceiling. Its thick roots spread everywhere, parts of them aerial and parts underground.

This tree had become one with the tower named Sephiroth Tree.

In the center of it, Brunheart sat comfortably in her pink dress.

Old Man Hwang yelled at her hurriedly, “Fix your dress!”

Brunheart had grown with the Sephiroth Tree. She was no longer a young girl but a woman in her 20s. But her psyche was still that of a kid.

“You always yell at me, Uncle!” Brunheart protested.

“I’m not your uncle. You must call me sir!”

Brunheart and Old Man Hwang bickered for a while.

Then, Old Man Hwang walked up to the Sephiroth Tree and whispered, “I have lived a hard life, and I like to think I have seen a fair share of things, but…”

The Sephiroth Tree was Eden’s treasure and a mystery.

“I have never seen something like this...