"Is this the 'Ma' fruit?" Ji Nuan stared at the palm-sized red apple in her hand, her mouth watering at the sight of it.
What 'Ma' fruit? It's clearly just an apple.
She reached out, grabbing the big apple and giving it a squeeze. It was hard and smooth on the surface.
Taking advantage of Xiu Yan's distraction, she took a big bite.
Contrary to the crisp, sweet, and juicy taste she anticipated, her mouth was suddenly assaulted by an overwhelmingly numbing sensation, accompanied by a touch of spiciness. Ji Nuan's pale and tender face immediately crinkled like a mushroom, sweat trickled down her forehead like a small stream, tears and snot uncontrollably burst forth.
Ji Nuan's distressed state frightened the gathered beastmen around her. Upon seeing her like this, Xiu Yan instantly understood. The little one had surely taken advantage of his inattention to steal a bite of the 'Ma' fruit.
He scooped the poor lass into his arms and dashed towards the river.
