"You have the gall to say that? If you hadn't snatched all the Demon Fruits, why else would I be so determined to kill you!" Hearing Qii Yang mention this, the Seventh Prince grew even more incensed.
"I stole the Demon Fruits? This is the Nine-Heart Demon Fruit Tree? You plucked all the fruits?"
Only then did Qii Yang realize what was happening. He looked up at the mess of broken branches and withered leaves nearby, his body trembling with rage.
He had never seen the tree before, only remembering that its most distinctive feature was being covered in heart-shaped fruits. When he first arrived, he saw the ground littered with debris and hadn't paid it any mind—the tree was completely bare. He never imagined that this was the very reason for his journey: the Nine-Heart Demon Fruit Tree!
"I plucked the fruits? Talk about the thief crying 'thief'! If the Soaring Water Master at your side wasn't so good at escaping, how could he have possibly snatched them from right under my nose?"
