The Fruit Must Be Picked When It Ripens

"Young man, leave yourself a way out; you might need to meet again in the future."

Hearing Lu Changzhi's words, Jin Wuliang spoke coldly.

Lu Changzhi ignored him and instead turned to look at A Luo, repeating what he had just said.

"Follow me, and I will grant you one wish."

Upon hearing this again, A Luo nodded without hesitation.

"I do."

Brush.

As she spoke, a wisp of primordial power was separated from A Luo's body and floated to the melon rind around Lu Changzhi.

Seeing this, no one was surprised at all.

The current situation seems to suggest that the Huaxia Sect has gained the upper hand.

Although the old man initially exuded a strong sense of pressure, his subsequent actions clearly indicated that he was no longer the same person he once was.

Moreover, there was the scene they had witnessed earlier.

If it were them, they would also choose the figure from the Huaxia Sect without hesitation right now.

However, at the moment, the crowd's attention was not focused much on A Luo's decisiveness.

Right now, they are more focused on the "wish" that Lu Changzhi mentioned earlier.

"If nothing unexpected happens, this wish should be related to that pen."

Someone murmured softly.

Some people were watching Li Baimei's figure and asked curiously.

"The old man said earlier that he could retrieve the pen if he had the Power of Time. Now that he has given away his Power of Time, how can we fulfill that wish?"

Could it be that such a gaze couldn't help but look towards Jin Wuliang, or more precisely, towards the cuffs of Jin Wuliang's sleeves?

Immediately, I couldn't help but wonder if the Power of Time was actually still on the side of the Huaxia Sect?

While everyone was curious, Jin Wuliang's gaze remained fixed on A Luo.

He wasn't worried about what A Luo would do to him, but the boy's so-called wish was something that inexplicably bothered him.

To be honest, this kid is quite strange.

Judging solely from her physical condition, she was completely unappealing to him, and clearly carried many unusual desires.

In general, someone with such a background or status wouldn't be able to come up with this much gossip, which is quite a contrast.

As he was thinking, an idea suddenly flashed through Jin Wuliang's mind—a possibility he had never considered before.

"It can't be... that the melon farmer just has a particular taste for it, can it?!"

While everyone was curious and Jin Wuliang was speculating, Lu Changzhi put away the source power that A Luo had separated.

In an instant, he had control over the entire painting.

It must be said that Jin Wuliang's strength is indeed extraordinary.

Lu Changzhi roughly estimated that even with the speed boost comparable to his ancestor and the amplification from the power of the World in the Painting he could currently mobilize, suppressing Jin Wuliang would be no easy task.

"This melon is really something else."

Lu Changzhi sighed inwardly.

He withstood so many attacks from Jin Wuliang and remained unharmed; he's incredibly resilient.

At that moment, Lu Changzhi heard Jiang Tong's voice in his ear.

"Want to experience a high-level match?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Changzhi couldn't help but smile and said.

"It seems this was a trap set by the Ancestor for Jin Wuliang."

Jiang Tong smiled and said.

"This Jin Wuliang some skill and methods for finding treasures, and over the years he has indeed found quite a few good places."

"That's about right; the fruit needs to be picked when it's ripe."

"Speaking of which, your timing is just right."

After a pause, Jiang Tong changed the subject and asked another question.

"Want to have some fun?"

Lu Changzhi smiled.

"No rush, I'm going to sit for a while."

"Sitting for a while?"

Jiang Tong clearly somewhat surprised, but he didn't press for details. Instead, he said...

"Alright, since you have your own ideas and plans, then do it your way."

After saying that, Jiang Tong remained silent.

Lu Changzhi regained his composure, looked at A Luo, and nodded gently.

"You've done what you were supposed to do, now it's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes immediately turned to him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lu Changzhi raised his hand and took out an object.

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to examine the item that had been taken out, and they saw that it was none other than a reclining chair.

The materials used look quite good; at first glance, it makes you think that lying on it would be very comfortable.

"Is this some kind of throne?"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but speak up.

"It should be. To be able to conceal one's aura to such an extent, appearing only slightly better than an ordinary recliner, is no small feat."

Some people couldn't help but express their anticipation.

"Judging from this, he should be preparing to take action himself next. He hasn't made a move at all from beginning to end, so it seems he's not planning to continue observing. I just wonder what kind of boost this chair can provide him."

People reacted in various ways, some speculating, some anticipating, and some discussing.

But one thing was very consistent: almost no one thought this chair was an ordinary thing.

Given the previous case of the melon, something that looks ordinary might actually be the most extraordinary thing.

After all, quite a bit of time has passed, yet the exploding melon still manages to protect him.

Of course, not everyone is certain that this chair is anything but simple.

Chu Ping'an looked at the item information of the chair in the system, and it really was just an ordinary chair.

"It seems there are other methods."

Although he didn't know what Li Baimei intended by taking out this chair, the other party was already playing dumb to deceive him, so if it was just an ordinary object, then it must contain something else extraordinary.

The other person who didn't think the chair was anything special was Gu Chen.

He was all too familiar with the act of taking out a recliner.

If everything before was just speculation, then seeing this recliner made him realize his conclusion:

This Li Baimei is very likely, or always has been, a secondary account of the master!

"Brush--"

Under countless gazes, Li Baimei plopped down in the recliner.

This recliner provides just the right amount of support where it needs to, and softness where it needs to be soft.

Li Baimei quietly observed the current situation, and suddenly felt a mix of emotions.

Even in the Land of Contemplation, as the head of the Li Clan, he was unable to achieve this.

The actions of this unknown powerful figure were truly eye-opening for him.

Such a relaxed demeanor is something that someone who isn't truly capable can't fake.

In contrast, I hadn't achieved this even in my Land of Contemplation; now that I'm out here, I'm facing even more challenges.

As Li Baimei was thinking, Lu Changzhi spoke up.

"I'm probably right, he's the one you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Changzhi raised his hand and tossed it away.

"Brush--"

Suddenly, something flew out and headed towards A Luo.