Outside the mansion, Ji Le City once again echoed with the sounds of commotion. The two remained silent, quietly watching the bustling night scene outside.
"Creak... Creak..."
A chilling chewing sound emanated from Scholar Zhu's mouth. He swallowed whole without tasting, directly placing the remaining five Fruits of Sentient Thoughts into his mouth.
Unlike Li Fan and the others, who swallowed with ease, the fruit melted instantly upon entry.
The five fruits in Scholar Zhu's mouth produced the desperate screams of countless living beings at the brink of death.
Sounds from Purgatory erupted into the sky, momentarily drowning out the sounds of revelry in Ji Le City.
Scholar Zhu chewed slowly like an old man nearing death, listening to the endless, fluctuating wails with an expression of enjoyment.
Li Fan did not furrow his brows, his face as calm as ever, watching silently.
After a while, Scholar Zhu found it dull. He swallowed the fruits in three bites.
