C62 The Effect of the Red Fruit.
The Six-ear Macaque nodded. After it picked the Red Fruit, it lost interest in the valley. "Brother, I'm going back to the tribe. Wait for me to migrate to your side so that we can look after each other."
Wu Xiaoming had no way of objecting, so he could only nod his head in agreement. However, he was very curious as to why the Six-ear Macaque was so polite to him, as if it was flattering him