"Earlier, you said you didn't know why the Longevity Fruit had appeared inside that young man's body. But actually, I think you already know the answer in your heart."
On the way to the market, Li Zhōujūn said this to Bing Aoqing.
"Could it really be that One-armed Old Blacksmith planted the fruit inside that young man's body? That's impossible, right?" Bing Aoqing said, somewhat incredulously.
After all, judging by appearances, the Old Blacksmith seemed to treat that young man quite well.
"Everything in this world is easy to guess, because the answer is right there. In the end, it's nothing more than right or wrong. But the human heart is complicated and ever-changing—nothing is harder to guess." Li Zhōujūn smiled. "Of course, I hope our guess is wrong."
Although Li Zhōujūn had not used the Fifty-Fifty ability to inspect the One-armed Old Blacksmith, it was obvious that the aura surrounding that One-armed Old Man was not something an ordinary person could possess.
Moreover, the Longevity Fruit could regrow severed limbs, and the One-armed Old Blacksmith happened to be missing an arm. It was hard not to be suspicious.
"Based on your judgment, how much longer until the Longevity Fruit matures?" Li Zhōujūn asked.
"Three months at most." Bing Aoqing thought for a moment before answering.
"Mm." Li Zhōujūn nodded and said nothing more, continuing toward the market in the center of the town with Bing Aoqing.
A young man in a blue-green robe, refined and handsome.
And a woman with a cold face, untouched by the mortal world.
The moment the extraordinary Li Zhōujūn and Bing Aoqing entered the town market, it was hard for them not to attract attention.
Many of the young women in the town were captivated by Li Zhōujūn's appearance almost the instant they saw