The look in Jun Linyuan's eyes was so gloomy and penetrating that everyone shuddered.
Yu Mingye was still guffawing. "How about that? I'm telling the truth, aren't I? Something happened to that Immortal Spiritual Fruit, right? Hahaha —"
Feng Xun was going to argue with Yu Mingye when Jun Linyuan regained his poise. Staring at the fruit, which resembled white jade, in his hand, he frowned a little and said, "This Immortal Spiritual Fruit isn't what it should be."
"What?" Feng Xun was so shocked that he nearly jumped up. "How can that be? The fruit… Did we get a fake one when we picked it up on the cliff?"
Everyone turned their gazes to Jun Linyuan.
However, Jun Linyuan shook his head, the look in his eyes cold. "No."
Feng Xun said anxiously, "But the fruit has been with you ever since we picked it up from the top of the cliff! Could someone have switched it out on your watch? That's impossible."
