"Last question, did the old man mention an apple?" Luo Xinlin threw out her fourth query.
Wen Zhiyin looked at her clear and innocent face and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
She gave a wry smile and said, "Yes."
Actually, regarding whether it was an apple, she could have completely said it wasn't.
But whether it's an apple, an orange, a banana, or whatever,
those details became unimportant after the third question had pinpointed the main issue.
If she were to stubbornly dwell on this detail, it would appear somewhat unsportsmanlike.
Moreover, what surprised Wen Zhiyin the most was that this girl even knew she would not make things difficult for her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have changed the style of her first three questions and directly locked on to the specific apple.
Wen Zhiyin especially remembered that when she first encountered this question, it had taken her at least five steps to arrive at the final answer.
