"vegetables, those are vegetables!"
when lord rong saw that the vegetables he had planted not long ago were once again destroyed by someone, he finally couldn't take it anymore and exploded.
the people in the vegetable garden were either holding grass, vegetables, or precious flower seedlings in their hands. they looked at lord rong while trembling.
"what? which one is the vegetable?"
a tall, handsome man in a suit and a striped tie was squatting down. he held a sickle in one hand and a handful of green onions in the other.
lord rong smiled coldly. " you're holding a green onion. "
"green onion?" the man lowered his head and looked at the green onion in his hand. he frowned and said, " i was wondering why it smelled so strong. so it's a green onion, ah, so green onions look like this?"
the man didn't seem to realize what he had done wrong.
he stared at the green onion in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more interested he became.