C362 Three Sects and Four Gangs

"Cuiyu," Lu Wushuang's gaze shifted from the figure in the green robe to Cuiyu, her surprise evident.

"Han Feng, has there been an incident with the Martial Spirit Holy Fruit?" Yun Xiaotian's brow furrowed as he spoke. With his keen perception, he could discern how many had partaken of the Martial Spirit Holy Fruit. Seeing no significant breakthroughs among the crowd