"Thank you."
Zhao Rong raised his hand to take the fruit from the hands of the translucent woman.
But he felt her grip firmly holding onto the fruit.
Zhao Rong immediately understood the meaning of the translucent woman.
However, having gotten so many things for free already, he felt too embarrassed to let her feed him. Wouldn't that make him like a lord?
So, he reluctantly prepared to let go first.
But just then, the translucent woman released her hand first, and Zhao Rong successfully took the fruit.
He first held it in his hand, looking down at it.
The translucent woman waved her wide sleeve, and the remaining eight green fruits lined up, floating in front of Zhao Rong, waiting for him to take them.
Behind the two of them, the nine withered trees that had lost their fruits dissipated one by one like ashes.
