Feng Wu looked at Mu Yan in astonishment.
Why didn't she think of this before?
She had specifically targeted Mr. Sakiya, but he was too cunning.
He didn't check the Immortal Spiritual Fruit at all. That was how calm he was. Therefore, no matter how closely Feng Wu watched him, she couldn't steal the fruit from Mr. Sakiya.
But —
Mr. Sakiya wasn't a medicine refiner, so he had no way of refining the Immortal Spiritual Fruit. Therefore, the Immortal Spiritual Fruit would eventually end up in someone else's hands.
Others wouldn't be as meticulous and flawless as Mr. Sakiya.
For example, she couldn't find any flaws with Mr. Sakiya last time, so she turned to Mu Yan instead. This time… Feng Wu's new target was Mu Yan's master, Mo Lan.
"Why are you so happy?" Mu Yan gave Feng Wu a strange look.
Feng Wu said, "I think you're too idle. It's good to be busy."
Mu Yan sneered. She ignored Feng Wu and left.
