Inside a fruit shop, a disguised Bai Yexiu stroked a bright green watermelon on the shelf, looking at the smiling fruit shop owner with an inscrutable smile.
"Is your watermelon ripe?"
As soon as those words were spoken, the owner slapped his palm and earnestly hyped up his merchandise: "Ripe, how could it not be ripe? Why would a respectable fruit shop like mine sell you an unripe watermelon?"
Chapter 48