After weighing his options, Wang Chen decided not to let Yuanyuan's heartfelt gift go to waste.
He took the Vermilion Fruit to a quiet room.
The size of these Vermilion Fruits was similar to cherries, their bodies perfectly round and the color of agate. They emanated a thrilling scarlet hue as if they were crystals of condensed flame.
Wang Chen picked up a Vermilion Fruit and scrutinized it, feeling an invigorating Qi of Clarity hit him, making his mouth water uncontrollably.
He couldn't help but swallow.
In his mind, it was as if a little person was desperately shouting, "Eat it!"
Suppressing the urge to devour the fruit whole, Wang Chen brought the Vermilion Fruit to his lips and carefully bit through the skin.
Yuanyuan would certainly not harm him.
But in the absence of knowledge about the Vermilion Fruit, it was always right to be cautious.
Wang Chen thought to try just a little bit first, and if there were no issues, he would eat the entire fruit.
