"What are you staring blankly at?"
Feng Jiu glanced at it. She had already taken out pen and paper to take notes. There weren't many fruits so each one was extremely precious. She would take notes from Old White's account first and then observe how Old White reacted after eating the fruit.
Old White shook its head: "I've forgotten." At that point, it only had one thought: to finish eating the fruit quickly and not let Master catch it in the act. Where would it have the time to taste the fruit slowly?
When she heard this, deep creases appeared across Feng Jiu's forehead and she stared at it speechlessly. In the end, she shook h er head helplessly: "Forget it. It's pointless asking you. I might as well try to figure it out by myself."
She walked under the tree and looked at the four remaining fruits hanging between the leaves. The green leaves and the red fruits were a dazzling sight and so beautiful, so much so that she was almost reluctant to pluck a fruit off the tree.
