Fang Jun and his group followed behind, only to find empty branches devoid of a single fruit.
They originally had very few supplies to begin with and now, unable to pick any fruits, resentment was growing in their hearts.
The junior sister couldn't help but shout out loud, "Hey, you guys at the front, why did you pick all the fruits?"
Fatty spread his hands, "We have more people; those fruits aren't even enough for us to eat. Why can't we pick them?"
"Forget it," Fang Jun stopped his junior sister.
Xiaobao's grin was all smiles, "You're not in the same group as us, we're not teammates, but opponents. Are we supposed to leave things for you? Do you think the whole world is your mom?"
The junior sister was angry, "You guys are too much!"
"That's funny, we walk our own paths, pick our own fruits, how is that excessive?" Xiaobao shrugged his shoulders.