How can you be so powerful?! Did you use some kind of underhanded trick?! Unable to speak, the man-eating flower could only roar angrily in its mind.
Ye Qingchen approached with a smile. "Please. Do you really think I'd need to waste energy on tricks just to deal with you?"
The words stabbed into the man-eating flower's heart like a sword. He had been personally cultivated by the Saint Heir in the Misty Forest. From a young age, he was nourished with top-grade Spiritual Liquid and was the Saint Heir's favorite plant. Yet now, he was so easily subdued by someone like Ye Qingchen. The man-eating flower felt he had lost all face. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
"Don't get cocky, kid! I was just a little careless! Today, without my permission, you're not leaving this cage!" the man-eating flower bellowed.
