1570: Seventh Prince (2)

Seventh Prince (2)

Feng Wu shook her head and was convinced that Jun Linyuan had brought Chaoge and Qiuling here to keep her under control.0

Feng Wu's face darkened at that thought.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong?" Chaoge was perplexed.

Feng Wu took a deep breath. "From now on, the Senal Grassland will be very dangerous and chaotic, but there are also opportunities. You've arrived just in time."

Chaoge looked at Feng Wu; why did it seem that Xiao Wu wasn't so happy? Why was that?

"Xiao Wu?" Chaoge wanted to ask, but Feng Wu only waved at her.

"It's okay. I need to think about this. Please leave me for a moment." Feng Wu rubbed her forehead.

With Chaoge and Qiuling here, she would have to worry about their safety.

Not only that, she would also have to create opportunities for them as well.

Granny Gong looked at Feng Wu in confusion.

She wondered what the crown prince had done wrong this time.

Chaoge and Qiuling exchanged worried looks.

After they left the room, Feng Wu rubbed her forehead, looking exhausted.

Sefiro's whip wasn't covered by just any normal poison. Although Feng Wu could neutralize it, it had still taken some effort.

And she had yet to recover completely from it.

Feng Wu gathered her thoughts.

First, she had to complete the seventh trial and make Jun Linyuan 100% angry.

Then, she had to obtain the seed of spirit source to improve herself.

After that, she needed to look out for any opportunities for Chaoge and Qiuling as well as consider their safety.

And that wasn't all…

Rubbing her forehead, Feng Wu realized that every single task was more difficult than the last, which gave her a headache.

Hence, she sat up and decided to get some fresh air outside to clear her head.

The Senal Grassland was cold in winter. Despite the chilly wind, grass still grew in abundance and could be taller than a grown man at its highest and thickest.

Feng Wu lay down on higher ground, rested her head on her hands, and looked up at the starry sky.

Up in the sky —

The Milky Way ran across the sky, and the twinkling stars were mesmerizing.

Feng Wu sighed in amazement as she looked at the tall tents in the distance.

"The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand. I don't dare speak in a loud voice, for fear of frightening people in the sky."

The poem came to Feng Wu's mind, but as soon as she said it out loud, she heard someone cry out in surprise.

"Gosh!" It was an unfamiliar voice.

Feng Wu had been feeling very relaxed when she thought that she was all alone.

She picked up a stone at the voice and threw it in that direction.

"Ouch!"

A teenage boy yelled in pain before he showed his face.

"Hey!" He covered his forehead and glared at Feng Wu. "Forget about being afraid to frighten people in the sky, you've already frightened me! Now, apo—"

When he finally saw Feng Wu's face, he was so surprised that he froze on the spot.

Seeing the swollen spot on the teenager's neck, Feng Wu realized that she had hit him and felt sorry.

"Hey, are you alright? Is it serious?" She sounded apologetic.

"You, you're —"

The teenager finally realized who she was and pointed at her with a trembling finger. He was utterly surprised.

Feng Wu looked at him in bewilderment and wondered if she looked so scary. Why was he so shaken?

"I only hit you in the neck, but why is your head muddled?" Feng Wu threw him a dirty look.

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