Bathed in the moonlight, the man could see that the two plums were quite large, full and juicy.
He licked his dry lips and nodded eagerly.
"Good, I'll take that."
"Come up and get it," Yu Xuan tossed the fruit in his hand.
The man couldn't wait as he flew up, standing on the tree branch beside him.
"Give it to me, Your Highness." He reached out his hand toward him.
Yu Xuan also reached out, intending to hand over the fruit.
Feng Yueya was about to speak out to stop him when she suddenly saw a flash of icy murderous intent in Yu Xuan's eyes.
She was stunned, and in the next instant, his hand had pierced into the man's heart, crushing it directly.
"You..." The man looked down in disbelief at the hand in his heart, then his neck tilted, and he lost his breath.
Feng Yueya opened her mouth wide in surprise, unable to close it for a long while.
