Gazing at the two with wolf-like eyes, Su Han kept them in suspense without speaking, and instead picked up the knife, gently slicing the fruit.
After cutting it in half, he cut it into quarters, then into eighths...
Until Su Han had cut the fruit into thirty-two parts and looked likely to continue, the two elders finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Are you still cutting? If you keep cutting, there won't be any left..." the Northern Ancestor muttered.
This fruit was really too fragrant. Even though he had lived so many years, seen countless delicacies, and tasted numerous miraculous elixirs and pills, at this moment, he still couldn't stop himself from drooling.
The Eastern Ancestor was the same.
It wasn't that they were too greedy, but that the fragrance of the fruit was irresistible. Even when erecting barriers with the power of cultivation, it couldn't block the pervasive aroma.
This suggested that the fruit, which appeared ordinary, was definitely not a mundane item!
