Chapter 389: I'm Here to Cut the Tree

Inside Lamai's residence, it remains simple.

At this moment they realize that the imposing middle‑aged man just now was not Lamai's father, but his guard and steward, named Luohe.

"Luohe, please go to the market and buy some fresh dishes, make it plentiful."

Lamai orders Luohe, his tone naturally that of a host, "These three friends who have traveled from afar will stay for a meal today; we must treat them well."

After finding a reasonable excuse to send Luohe away, only the four of them remain inside.

With no outsiders present, Lamai's gentle smile fades a bit, and his expression turns serious.

He looks at Yu Lin, his gaze filled with inquiry and caution, and asks in a deep voice:

"Now you may speak; why are you... seeking Eden Garden?"

"I am going to cut down the tree that knows good and evil."

"So that's it, you..."

Lamai subconsciously follows the thread, but halfway through the sentence his mind only then fully processes the explosively informative remark; his voice suddenly rises, filled with incredulous shock:

"What?!"

Not only Lamai, but Luoer and Bei also let out brief exclamations at the same moment!

The three of them simultaneously glance at Yu Lin, their faces showing the same extreme astonishment, as if hearing the most absurd nonsense!

"You... do you know what you're saying?!" Luoer's voice changes tone, pointing at Yu Lin as if meeting him for the first time:

"That's God's tree! You... Yu Lin, are you mad or did I mishear? What are you going to do? Cut the tree?! Cut God's tree?!"

Bei also widens his eyes, mouth slightly open, glancing at Yu Lin and then at the equally shocked Lamai, unable to grasp this outrageous request.

Yu Lin merely spreads his hands, his expression still calm:

"I told you, I'm going to cut the tree."

He repeats it, as casually as saying "I'm going to pick a fruit in the field."

Such heretical, blasphemous words, spoken by him in such a flat tone, leave Lamai and the others momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Refutation? Questioning? Persuasion? All seem feeble, because his attitude is so matter‑of‑fact.

The atmosphere falls into an eerie silence.

Lamai, Luoer, and Bei stare at each other, their faces filled with the bewilderment of "wanting to speak yet holding back" and "what's wrong with this world".

Until Yu Lin speaks again, breaking the silence:

"Rest assured, regarding the tree‑cutting..."

He pauses, his gaze sweeping the three, and slowly delivers the latter half: "God has consented."

"Huh?!" The three almost simultaneously voice doubt, the shock in their eyes instantly replaced by an even stronger mix of astonishment and incomprehension.

Especially Lamai, who, as a devout believer in God and strives to establish order here, holds a deeper reverence for that name.

He stares tightly at Yu Lin, his voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor: "You... have you seen God?"

If God truly consented, everything would be entirely different!

Luoer slaps his thigh, a "so it was" expression on his face, his earlier shock turning into excitement: "I knew it! Yu Lin, you're truly remarkable! Even God..."

Bei says nothing, but his eyes blink repeatedly, looking at Yu Lin then at Lamai, as if trying to digest this even more astonishing information.

Yu Lin waves his hand, cutting off their reverie:

"I haven't seen God."

"Huh?" The three are stunned again. Never seen? Then how...

"But I have seen his son," Yu Lin adds, his tone still even.

"???" More question marks seem to rise above the three's heads.

Yu Lin seems to think an explanation is needed; he looks at Lamai, the most likely to understand, and says:

"You think God is all‑knowing and all‑powerful, right? He knows past and future; all things are within his sight."

Lamai subconsciously nods; this is the cornerstone of his faith.

"Then," Yu Lin continues:

"Since the moment I conceived the idea of cutting the tree, God must have already known, correct?"

Lamai nods again; said that way, it isn't wrong.

"If He knows, and wanted to block me, He could have sent a warning when I first formed the thought, or simply prevented me from finding this place, even made me vanish, right?"

"Why would He let me travel all the way here, only to meet someone like you who might know Eden Garden's location?"

Yu Lin's counter‑question is clear and logical, and as Lamai, Luoer, and Bei listen, the astonishment on their faces gradually gives way to a dawning understanding and contemplation.

Especially Lamai, who has always trusted God's power without doubt.

Yu Lin's logic aligns perfectly with his inner belief—if this were a Divine Prohibition, it could never have progressed this far!

Could it be... that this is some will from a higher plane beyond his comprehension?

At that thought, Lamai's gaze at Yu Lin changes, gaining a few more notes of reverence and caution.

He knows where Eden Garden lies, and now, a person bearing a "Divine Permission" mission has found him... this is no coincidence.

"I understand," Lamai says slowly, his voice regaining composure but with unprecedented solemnity:

"So you are... a Divine Favored One."

He uses that title: "No wonder... you know that I know where Eden Garden is."

He ponders for a long while, as if weighing and confirming his inner feelings.

Finally, he makes a decision:

"Tomorrow, I will point you the way to Eden Garden."

He pauses, his gaze landing on Luoer and Bei, with regret: "But only you can go."

"Eden Garden is a Holy Land; it is not for others to tread casually. The two of you... cannot."

His gaze returned to Yu Lin, bearing final confirmation and a hint of worry.

"Why did you cut down that tree… what exactly was it for? May I know its purpose? Perhaps this will help me better understand… God's will."

Yu Lin, hearing this, let a profound, inscrutable smile appear on his face, and he shook his head slightly.

"You may not listen now, nor need you know."

"In the future… someone will be favored, and then you will naturally understand."

Hearing him speak so, his words seemed to contain causality spanning time and a great Destiny.

It made Lamai, Luoer, and Bei suddenly feel that the layers behind this matter far exceeded their imagination, not something a simple "cutting tree" could summarize.

The three, being sensible, did not press further.

Lamai inhaled deeply, as if shouldering a great responsibility, and nodded, "I understand."

"Then, please rest well tonight; tomorrow I will guide you on the path."