Wang Rui did not rest. They rode at a gallop all the way and reached Yunzhou that very night.
Outside the gates of the Prefectural Mansion, Zhang Xiaohu handed his horse over to a pageboy, hurried to catch up with Wang Rui ahead, and asked, "Why didn't we wait until they left before picking a few fruits?"
"If I were him," Wang Rui said, his stride unceasing as he fished the small cloth bundle out from inside Zhang Xiaohu's tunic, "he would destroy all the remaining Holy Spirit Fruit!"
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