Wovi flapped his wings in mock outrage. "Don't tell me you want to eat that fruit! That would be a complete waste, not to mention the trouble it would cause."
"Waste?" Wuxie asked, puzzled. "How so?"
Wovi looked at him with an incredulous expression. "Yeah, waste as in the money it would take to organize your funeral. After you take the Paramecia Fruit, a horde of people will come after you. It's practically a death sentence."
"So, Wuxie," Master Fu said, his tone serious, "what do you plan to do after obtaining the Paramecia Fruit?"
Wuxie leaned back, a mischievous grin on his face. "I'll eat it."
Master Fu's eyes widened, and Wovi's feathers ruffled in surprise. "Eat it? Are you serious?" Master Fu asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Wovi rolled his eyes dramatically. "You're going to eat it? Really? That's your grand plan?"
