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Feng Wu kept her unblinking gaze on the ghost king.1

She was betting that he would enjoy that.

No one dared to make a sound.

Feng Xun and the others stared at the ghost king's hand, worried that he might throttle Feng Wu.

Feng Wu stared at the ghost king.

The look on the ghost king's lean face was proud and indescribable.

He suddenly frowned.

The air seemed to freeze.

Feng Wu's stomach lurched.

All of a sudden —

"Hahahahaha —"

The Black Robe Ghost King suddenly burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha…." Once he started, he couldn't stop.

Feng Wu was finally a little relieved.

She had probably made the right choice.

As expected —

The ghost king released her neck, patted her slim shoulder, and chuckled. "Kid, I didn't know you're such a good storyteller. Good, very good.

"I was going to throttle you. Do you know why?" He stared at Feng Wu.

Feng Wu said, "Because I know the white fairy."

The ghost king gave her another look. "That's right. You've gained her recognition, which is why I don't like you!"

With the cold look in his eyes, the ghost king looked very intimidating. However, he suddenly burst out laughing and patted Feng Wu's thin arm hard.

"Hahaha! You're an interesting girl. No wonder she treats you differently. I like what you said. I think I'll give it a go."

The ghost king gave her an appreciative look and said slowly, "The second trial is quite straightforward. There are a million four-leaf flowers here, and you need to find a three-leaf flower —"

He pointed at the growing heart dangling from the tree. "Before it explodes.

"If you can find it, I'll tell you the objective for the next floor." The ghost king then rubbed Feng Wu's head before he disappeared.

Everyone was speechless.

They had no idea that things would turn out this way.

"Did the ghost king let Feng Wu go just like that?"

"He told Feng Wu the objective just like that?"

"He even rubbed her head before he left."

…

Feng Yiran, Feng Sang, and Dugu Yamo looked at one another, and no one knew what to say.

Feng Xun finally realized what had happened. Seeing Feng Wu land on the ground, he took her hand excitedly. "Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, is the ghost king helping us?"

Feng Wu didn't feel so optimistic.

She shook her head. "If I've guessed right, this is the Death level, because the Hell level should have given us a hint."

Feng Xun opened his eyes wide and said angrily, "Are you saying that the ghost king tricked us?"

Feng Wu shrugged. "Even if he did, do we have a choice?"

Feng Xun was rendered speechless.

They were in the ghost king's territory, and he was the one calling the shots. Feng Xun couldn't do a thing.

"Luckily, he's neutral now and has given us a fair chance," Feng Wu said seriously.

Dugu Yamo said, "How can it be fair? We're still at Hell level with half the amount of time…"

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