Leaving aside the reactions of the others, the moment Dongfu spoke, Old Turtle immediately fixed his gaze upon her. His expression turned solemn, yet his eyes burned with intense heat and excitement—a stark contrast to the amiable, mild-mannered old grandfather he had appeared just a moment ago!
He asked solemnly, "Little girl, did you obtain the fruit of a tree?"
"A... a tree's fruit?" Dongfu was so nervous that her palms broke out in a sweat. There was nothing resembling a tree's fruit in her storage bag; all she intended to produce was an incomprehensible hard shell.
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