"Hahahahaha—"
In the great hall, the Fourth Hall Master let out a hearty laugh. He looked at the Second and Third Hall Masters and said, "Haha, so the little guy really is from my Three Western Counties! Second, Third, you've lost! Hurry up and hand over the Spirit Fruits!"
The Second and Third Hall Masters wore bitter expressions. They slapped their thighs in regret, each taking out a verdant fruit with leaves still attached. The fruit was exceptionally green, with faint wisps of mist swirling around it. The leaves beneath were just as lush and tender, a single glance enough to whet one's appetite and make them want to swallow the fruit and leaves whole in one go.
As soon as the two fruits appeared, a faint, fresh fragrance filled the entire hall, smelling exceptionally pleasant.
