“When the moment comes, that mask on your face will be useful,” said Feng Wu. “It’s Catnine’s face. Before Sefiro comes back, you can do a lot of things when you’re pretending to be Catnine.”
The more the prince heard about it, the more amazed he was by Feng Wu.
“So, the only problem now is to get you off the mountain safely.”
Feng Wu looked at the prince. She then whispered something in his ear.
The prince looked surprised.
“What are you waiting for? Run!” Feng Wu kicked him in the butt.
“Oh, right!” The prince returned to himself and dashed off.
As he ran, he yelled at the top of his lungs. “Help! I’m Sefiro, the princess! Feng Wu! You can’t kill me!”
Right now, Feng Wu was playing no one but herself.
She snorted. “Are you begging me to spare your life? In your dreams!”
She then drew out her Fallen Star Sword.
Murderous energy filled the air.
Thud!
The sword almost hit the prince, but he narrowly escaped.
Feng Wu smirked. “Your life in my hands now, and you’re not going anywhere! You can’t run from me forever! Just die!”
As she spoke, she struck at him again.
The men in black behind the rock and on the tree looked at each other.
Seeing that their princess was about to be killed, they stepped out.
One approached Feng Wu from behind.
The other met Feng Wu head-on, moving at a tremendous speed.
“We’ve been searching everywhere for you, and here you are! Feng Wu, we’ve been waiting for this moment!”
The older prince’s order was to kill both Feng Wu and the younger prince.
Those were their two tasks as they remained here to guard the entrance.
But the two tasks weren’t of the same importance.
Killing the younger prince was their top priority. After that came the task of killing Feng Wu.
But they could complete the minor mission before getting to the major one.
Feng Wu pretended to only be a Level 3 Spiritual Elder when she ran after “Sefiro.”
And the man underestimated her.
“How dare a mere Level 3 Spiritual Elder behave so arrogantly in front of us? Chasing our princess? Preposterous!”
Thump, thump, thump!
They started exchanging blows.
Immediately, Feng Wu grabbed the man behind her and threw him over her shoulder.
The moment she threw him, she launched her killing move.
The blade she was hiding between her fingers glinted.
Whoosh —
It cut the man’s throat open.
The man didn’t expect to actually fight a Level 7 instead of a Level 3 Spiritual Elder.
“You…” He collapsed before he could finish the sentence.
The other man stared at his fallen companion in disbelief.
How was that even possible?!
According to the information they had gathered, Feng Wu was only a Level 3 or 4 Spiritual Elder. How could she have killed a Level 6 Spiritual Elder?
Had this world gone insane?!
Meanwhile, Feng Wu ignored the other man in black and marched toward “Sefiro.”
One had to admit that the younger prince had some talent in acting as well.
He mimicked Sefiro to the tee.
As Feng Wu approached, he fell back.
“Hey, stay away from me! Don’t get any closer! I’m the princess of the grassland! You can’t kill me!”
Feng Wu smirked. “Sefiro, how dare you ambush me! Do you think these two weaklings can stop me? Don’t make me laugh!”
As she spoke, she raised her Fallen Star Sword.
