"Of course, it's dangerous."
"But it's not as terrifying as you imagine."
Cheng Fengxiao stood up, twisted his waist and hips, then remembered something and asked Yan Chuan, "Did you eat the 'Vermilion Fruit'?"
"Master just went to sleep, and I ate it right after."
Yan Chuan replied honestly.
Cheng Fengxiao immediately laughed, "That's the way it should be. The Vermilion Fruit is hard to digest. The earlier you eat it, the sooner you benefit. The Martial Arts Competition will last for nearly half a month, and the climax is in the last few days. By then, the medicinal effects in your body will have fully processed."
"The 'Vermilion Fruit' is a rare treasure, precious and valuable. Thank you, Master, for the gift!"
Yan Chuan thanked Cheng Fengxiao.
Cheng Fengxiao waved his hand, amused, and said, "Speaking of precious treasures, can the 'Vermilion Fruit' compare to the 'Star Stone'? When you gave me the 'Star Stone,' did I show any courtesy?"
"What Master says is true."
