The Tree Demon's eyes burned like torches, filled with anticipation as it gazed at Chu Ning.
Chu Ning only pondered for a few moments before nodding in acknowledgment.
"Yes!"
His acknowledgment wasn't because he trusted the Tree Demon, but because he knew that when the Tree Demon asked the question, it was less about seeking an answer and more about confirming its own speculation.
The Tree Demon must have guessed that he had cultivated the Immovable Mountains Technique; it simply wanted confirmation from his own mouth.
Denying it would be meaningless, and it wouldn't dispel the other's suspicions either.
Moreover, seeing the expression of the Tree Demon, Chu Ning had a premonition that it did not intend to harm him.
Upon seeing Chu Ning's nod, the Tree Demon's aged face showed a noticeable emotional fluctuation, and the surrounding vines shook slightly.
"This old one pays respects to the Son of the Mountain."