"Oh? It looks like you do have a shred of humanity. Does this mean you're going to trust me and let us go?"
Yang Xiao said, feigning an expectant look.
Lu Dingyuan glanced at him and said, "If this fruit of yours can truly cure my grandson Qianfan's poison, I can let you go."
'These two kids are still far too green,' he sneered inwardly. 'Threatening me, and they actually think they can get out of this alive? Pathetic.'
Upon hearing this, however, Yang Xiao's expression lit up with joy.
"Really? Of course I can guarantee this thing will cure your grandson's poison. But how can you guarantee you'll let us go?"
"I can't just take your word for it. Bring the fruit here and let me examine it."
Yang Xiao frowned.
But he quickly relented. "Fine. I'll give it to you!"
With that, he started walking toward Lu Dingyuan to hand over the fruit.
