Xu Qing paused and glanced at the fruits on the ground.
When he saw the apples and noticed the few large apples inside. Xu Qing was very curious as to how the other party had placed so many things in his robe.
The white-robed Sea Corpse Race cultivator, who was originally retreating rapidly, paused for a moment. His headgear loosened a little. It didn't reveal his face, but his hair hung down.
His gaze also landed on the fruits on the ground.
After that, the two of them lifted their heads at the same time and their gazes met in the air.
Xu Qing did not speak.
The white-robed cultivator was also silent.
At that moment, the ground suddenly trembled and the seawater outside the island churned. An earth-shattering explosion rang out in the distance, echoing in all directions like the roar of a god, causing the entire world to seem to stir up a violent wind.
