Chapter 1787: Face-slapping, Act One (2)

Seeing that Feng Wu only stood there, they realized that something wasn’t right.

“You guys go in first,” Feng Wu said, still frozen to the spot.

“Xiao Wu —” Feng Xun wanted to say something, but Feng Wu cut him off.

“Last 3 seconds. Feng Xun, the two of you should go in now!” Feng Wu glared at Feng Xun. “Are you going to do what I say or not?!”

Feng Wu knew that if she told them that she had been tied to the spot by some trick, Feng Xun would never go in without her, but she didn’t want him to miss all the great opportunities inside.

Feng Xun studied Feng Wu’s face.

“Trust me,” Feng Wu said solemnly.

Feng Xun searched his memory and realized that Feng Wu had always been able to turn things around. Nothing had ever been able to affect her. At that thought, he nodded.

“We’ll wait for you inside.”

Feng Xun and Xuan Yi entered at the last second.

But to Feng Wu’s surprise, they weren’t the last ones to go in. Instead, it was the second prince.

He stood at the doorstep and looked into Feng Wu’s eyes. There was a malicious smile on his gloomy face. Then, the door closed…

When the door shut completely, Feng Wu realized that the power tying her down had disappeared. She could move again.

“So, it was him.” The white fairy smirked. “Who is he?”

Feng Wu said, “He’s the second prince.”

The white fairy said, “That’s actually quite impressive. At his young age, he has achieved Level 3 in his Confined s.p.a.ce, and he’s so gloomy. Interesting.”

Feng Wu rolled her eyes at the white fairy.

This ghost king was such a carefree character. The door to the tombs was shut, and Feng Wu still didn’t know what to do.

“Xiao Wu?” The Northern Feng General quickly walked up to her and held her hands, looking concerned. “Xiao Wu, what happened? Why did your mind wander off?”

Feng Wu smiled wryly. She hadn’t been absent-minded. She hadn’t moved because the second prince’s Confined s.p.a.ce had stopped her.

However, she couldn’t say that, because she didn’t have any evidence.

Lady Northern Feng said sympathetically, “Xiao Wu, the door is shut. I’m afraid you’ve lost the chance.”

Before Feng Wu could say anything, Mrs Zuo chuckled. “Why does it seem to me that Miss Feng Wu was simply too scared to go in?”

Mrs Dugu said, “That’s right. Everyone was rus.h.i.+ng toward the door, and she was the only one who stood there.”

Empress Dugu waved her hand. “Miss Feng has risen to a Level 7 Spiritual Elder, so she has already obtained what she needed on this trip to the land of the spirit source. The tombs aren’t that important.”

Mrs Zuo said, “That’s right. The tombs can be so dangerous. I can understand why Miss Feng was too afraid to go in.”

Hearing their words, the empress dowager, who was sitting on a soft-cus.h.i.+oned chair a few steps away, snorted.

There I was, thinking that she was quite impressive, but she’s just a coward!

Feng Wu had saved the empress dowager several times, and with her great performance so far, the empress dowager’s att.i.tude had begun to change. But now, seeing that Feng Wu didn’t dare go near the tombs, the empress dowager was disappointed.

…

Feng Wu didn’t seem affected by what everyone said. Staring at Empress Dugu, she only said, “The second prince is very good at his Confined s.p.a.ce.”

That was a bold statement.