C1673 What a Coincidence

Wen Zhe's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He was depressed, rather depressed. He did not understand why these people, instead of guarding the Seven-colored Divine Tree, would run all the way to this desolate place!

"Could it be that these people have also realized that the Seven-colored Divine Tree would not experience any changes tonight?"

Wen Zhe frowned.

Then