Chapter 1292: Rainy Autumn Mountain
Ever since Feng Wu started working on Fallen Star Swordplay, her Flaming Sword was no longer powerful enough. Twice in a row, her inadequate weapon had almost led to her downfall.
She said, “I have some fallen star iron on hand, and I need his help to forge my Fallen Star Sword. I’ve looked everywhere, but I still can’t find him.”
Rong Yang was the best alchemist in the Junwu Empire, and his expertise was in forging weapons. Feng Wu couldn’t think of a better candidate for the job.
Feng Wu had been searching for him for a while. After exhausting her resources, however, she still couldn’t find Master Rong Yang.
“Hahaha —” Feng Xun laughed when he heard that. “Of course you can’t find him, because…”
Jun Linyuan glanced at Feng Xun, and the latter immediately shut up.
“Ahem —” Feng Xun tried to cover up his embarrassment by clearing his throat. He then winked at Feng Wu, reminding her that she should ask Jun Linyuan for help.
Given how smart Feng Wu was, she immediately took the hint.
“So, does Your Royal Highness know where Master Rong Yang is?” Feng Wu asked eagerly as she tugged at Jun Linyuan’s sleeve.
Fallen Star Sword… If the master could forge one for Feng Wu, she would have a much better chance of getting through Dragon’s Gate.
At that thought, Feng Wu went on giving Jun Linyuan pleading looks.
No man could turn away from those eyes, especially when the man was in love with her.
However, the arrogant crown prince wouldn’t let his expression betray him.
There was a big frown on his handsome face when he said, “Master Rong Yang will only meet those he think he can bond with.”
“I’m sure I can bond with him!” Tugging at Jun Linyuan’s sleeve, Feng Wu said, “All elderly people like me and they’re always happy to see me! It’s true!”
Jun Linyuan was rendered speechless.
Feng Wu looked eagerly at him.
In the end, the crown prince surrendered to her pitiful eyes. “Get me some pen and paper.”
“No problem!” Excited, Feng Wu ran away before coming back almost immediately with all the stationery Jun Linyuan needed.
He then glanced at Feng Wu, and she immediately took the hint. Rolling up her sleeves, she started rubbing the ink stick on the inkstone.
Picking up a writing brush with his right hand, Jun Linyuan started painting.
Before long, he had finished a painting of Rainy Autumn Mountain.
He then put the writing brush down, crossed his hands behind his back, and walked away.
Feng Xun and Xuan Yi followed him with wry smiles on their faces.
Chaoge was bewildered as she watched them leave. “What does His Royal Highness mean by this? Instead of giving you an address, he drew a picture?”
Feng Wu was equally baffled and couldn’t look away from the painting.
Jun Linyuan kept walking, and Feng Xun quickly caught up with him.
“Boss Jun, Boss Jun, that painting was so vague. How is little Feng Wu supposed to guess what you mean?”
Xuan Yi shook his head as well. If they hadn’t known the address already, they wouldn’t be able to guess the answer either.
However, the crown prince only raised his chin and grunted slightly. “She’ll figure it out.”
Feng Xun smiled bitterly. “Boss Jun, not everyone is as smart as you are. I bet you that little Feng Wu won’t be able to get the answer.”
Xuan Yi thought the same, because without the right hint, one might never guess the address.
Feng Wu carefully studied every inch of the painting.
Rainy Autumn Mountain.
Jun Linyuan was a great painter. The painting depicted an empty mountain after an autumn rain, and silver moonlight poured into the woods…
