1873: Feng Wu Playing Nice (1)

Feng Wu Playing Nice (1)

Duan Chaoge said, "Because when he became a Spiritual Lord, the Zuo family made such a big fuss about it. They held a feast for three days straight, just to announce the good news to the imperial capital."1

Feng Wu said, "I see."

Chaoge said, "And that was years ago. Zuo Qingxian has to be a Level 3 Spiritual Lord at least. Xiao Wu, you've just killed him, so…"

Feng Wu smiled wryly. "I'm only a Level 7 Spiritual Elder."

Duan Chaoge couldn't believe her ears. "That's impossible! You killed him…"

Killing someone who was one level higher was already hard enough, let alone so many levels…

Feng Wu smiled self-mockingly. "That's because Zuo Qingxian underestimated me. I tried to fool him, and he bought it, letting his guard down. Only then did I have a chance to stab him with the dagger. In a normal situation, I wouldn't even be able to breach his defense, let alone kill him."

Chaoge recalled what happened earlier and realized that Feng Wu was right.

"Xiao Wu, you're already amazing. You're making breakthroughs at an unbelievable speed." Chaoge's eyes twinkled. "It's only been half a year since you came back to the imperial capital, and you've already risen from a Level 1 Spiritual Master to a Level 7 Spiritual Elder!

"But I…" Chaoge lowered her head when she thought about herself. "I'm still only a Level 8 Spiritual Grandmaster… I'm so far behind you that I don't know if I'll ever catch up with you… Is there going to be a day when I can't even see you anymore…"

Chaoge had always been very tough-minded, but the idea of not seeing Feng Wu made her burst into tears. She cried so hard that she almost had a breakdown.

Feng Wu didn't know what to say.

The crying gave the white fairy a headache. "Does she have to cry so loud? She's going to bring the ceiling down."

Feng Wu smiled wryly. "She's just too frustrated. Let her cry. It'll ease the pressure. Although, I'm concerned about the same problem…"

She had been advancing so fast that none of her friends or family could keep up with her speed… That was a little awkward.

All of a sudden, Feng Wu's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at the white fairy.

Alarmed, the white fairy said, "Hey, what do you want now?"

Feng Wu grinned. "Dear fairy, I know you're the best. You've always doted on me, haven't you?"

"Hey, what are you getting at?"

The white fairy jabbed a finger in Feng Wu's forehead. "Are you fawning on me now?"

Feng Wu made no effort to deny it and went on, her demeanor reminding one of a puppy wagging its tail. "Yes, I am. Dear fairy, please help me —"

She grabbed the fairy's wide sleeve and swayed it back and forth.

The white fairy didn't know what to say.

She was a woman, so why was the girl trying to do this with her?

However…

She really enjoyed it.

She then glanced at Feng Wu. "So, what do you want?"

Feng Wu didn't try to hide her intention at all. Pointing at Chaoge, she said, "Dear fairy, you saw what that man almost did to Chaoge."

The white fairy rolled her eyes. Of course she had.

Only moments ago, Feng Wu had been holding her sword, trying to kill someone, but once she got what she wanted, she switched back to her girly demeanor again. What a magnificent transformation.

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