C122 A Chaotic Dream(5)

Liang Mu swallowed hard, a strong desire welling up deep within him.

Compelled by this longing, he found himself walking toward the tree.

Suddenly, an old man with a white beard dashed out, blocking Liang Mu's path and exclaimed, "I picked this fruit first. You can't have it."

Liang Mu couldn't suppress a smile upon seeing the old man