This meant that the Tree Spirit couldn't voluntarily drop its fruit; it was a passive ability.
When it experienced a certain level of pain, its body would have a natural reaction: dropping fruit.
It was like how a person sweats when they get nervous.
The Bull Demon King actually came over with a Big Axe and chuckled. "Master, this is grunt work. Let me handle it."
Tu Xiao'an gave the Bull Demon King a look of immense satisfaction.
'Pain, huh? One swing of this axe will make you despair from the pain.'
The Tree Spirit turned its legs to run but was grabbed by a thick branch. The Bull Demon King raised the axe with his other hand, truly preparing to chop it down.
"Master, I'm your Charlie! You can't do this to me!" the Tree Spirit shrieked frantically.
The moment he heard the name Charlie, Tu Xiao'an found it jarring and chose to ignore it, pretending he hadn't heard.
"Charlie, for the sake of your master, you have to hang in there," Tu Xiao'an said, giving it a thumbs-up.
