“The last three?” Li Kuanglan came to only after a long while. It felt as though her heart had been flung into the air, and then dropped into an abyss—yet she couldn’t help but feel a tiny shred of joy that she didn’t want to admit to.

“Yes, the last three,” Ji Tianqing said calmly.

“Are there any places where we can find more?”

Ji Tianqing shook her head. “Just picking a couple of fruits was enough for them to react as though their parents had been robbed. From that alone, we can see that they don’t have a lot of them. They were like mad dogs, so I had to cut down the tree in order to escape.”

“You…” Qianye didn’t know what to say. With the tree chopped down, there was apparently no more white fruit to be had.

“Why were you at their lair again?”

“I went to see if there were other good stuff. I unexpectedly slipped up and alarmed their sentries. If you guys hadn’t arrived, I would’ve become their plaything.” With that, Ji Tianqing produced an origin grenade and tossed it up and down in her hand.

Qianye hadn’t quite figured things out, but Li Kuanglan’s expression shifted drastically upon seeing the dark golden grenade...