"Master, they've all left."
Zhong Lin glanced at the ashes beside him, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes. Unexpectedly, it was this pair of ashes that avoided trouble.
Zhong Lin also relayed the Xu family's father and son's reply.
Yin Daoyan nodded and said, "Indeed, it's the style of the Xu family disciples. These two should be from the Xu family of Lilang City in Cheng Country."
"Master knows this too?"
Zhong Lin was full of surprise.
"Having traveled to many places, I know a bit more. Besides, this place is near Cheng Country, and some of those people just now wore clothes with certain Cheng Country features, which made them easy to identify. I just didn't expect their target was the Vermilion Fruit; such a good thing indeed."
Yin Daoyan's eyes lit up slightly.
The Vermilion Fruit blooms every thirty years, bears fruit every thirty years, and matures after another thirty years, meaning it takes a full hundred years to harvest.
