The following evening, outside Xinluo City, atop a mountain called Shuanghu Mountain.
When Situ Feng arrived, he saw someone standing with their back to him. The figure looked very young, completely different from what he had imagined.
In his imagination, the mysterious seller behind the Fate Fruit was certainly an old expert. In Tianyuan Continent, age seemed synonymous with strength, so upon seeing the opponent so young, Situ Feng was very surprised.
"Are you the seller behind the Fate Fruit?" Situ Feng took the lead in breaking the silence.
Su Changfeng turned around, a faint smile on his lips, and said, "Why, do I not look like it?"
"Such a rare treasure like the Fate Fruit is naturally only possessed by experts. Your appearance indeed doesn't seem like that of an expert," Situ Feng said flatly.
Hearing this, Su Changfeng couldn't help but laugh and stepped forward to Situ Feng, saying, "Then what do you think a true expert should look like?"
