When he had swallowed the dragon pearl earlier, it got stuck in his throat.
If the wisdom fruit also got stuck in his throat, it would be a huge waste. Because of that, the black-skinned Soft Feather could not help but voice her concerns.
Song Shuhang: "..."
It was fine until the black-skinned Soft Feather didn't mention it, but when she did, Song Shuhang felt his throat clog up.
It was as if a stick had been shoved down his throat.
"It really did get stuck in Senior Song's throat. What a waste. Why don't you give it to me? No, wait, I'm an inner demon, so I might not be able to eat it either. Senior Song, how about you give it to Sixteen?" the black-skinned Soft Feather suggested.
Song Shuhang, while choking, raised his head and looked up at the sky. He was seriously considering pushing out the wisdom fruit.
