Looking at Chen Anmin, whose face was now a mask of discontent and whose tone had lost its initial reverence, now full of blame, Lü Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
'A stray that will never be loyal, after all!'
'Or perhaps it's just been too short a time, and my prestige isn't great enough. Otherwise, even with the temptation of a Fruit manipulating his fate, his attitude shouldn't have changed so quickly.'
Chen Anmin's state was clearly off.
Lü Yang could see it. It was partly due to his own ambition swelling and partly the pull of the Fruit. It seemed this Outer Realm was ready to turn hostile.
The next second, Lü Yang found that the Life Star above his head, the one representing him as a [villager], had suddenly gone out. The symbol of his "native" status vanished into thin air, and a Qi trace clearly different from that of an ordinary person spread out from him. This immediately drew gasps from the others, and seeing this, Chen Anmin froze on the spot.
