“This is your only chance to get out of here alive. Why would you turn it down? No, you —”
Feng Wu smiled. “Thank you, princess, for your kindness, but the ghost king doesn’t get to decide which path is the right one.”
Ranmil feigned a confused look. “What do you mean?”
Feng Wu smiled confidently. “I’ll decide which path is the right one.”
With her hair and the lower hem of her clothes dancing in the wind, Feng Wu looked as splendid as a goddess.
That was how confident she was!
All eyes were on her now!
Feng Wu, you’ve chosen death yourself. Good! thought Ranmil. She rejoiced inwardly, but she still feigned a sorry tone. “Princess Feng Wu, if that’s your choice, I’ll have to respect it.”
Feng Liu and Feng Yiran found Feng Wu’s choice idiotic.
What kind of person would choose death over life?
“Her pride will get her killed. All the better. We’ll have a chance now,” Feng Liu told Dugu Yamo with a smile.
Feng Wu heard those words, but she ignored them.
Ranmil was secretly over the moon and found the Black Robe Ghost King her lucky star. She thought that she could use the chance to drive a wedge between Feng Wu and Feng Xun.
Ranmil smiled sincerely at Feng Xun. “Young Lord Feng, would you like to join the team?”
She was convinced that Feng Xun would join her, because any normal person would.
Moreover, she had been fawning on the young lord on their way here and had become friends with him, which was why she was so confident.
However —
Feng Xun’s reply felt like a slap to her face.
“Why should I join your team?” Feng Xun snorted. “I’ll go where Xiao Wu goes!”
Ranmil was baffled.
She had expected that Feng Wu would refuse, but Feng Xun… Why would he turn her down?
The smile froze on Ranmil’s face.
Feng Xun couldn’t care less about how she felt. He stood by Feng Wu’s side and said, “We’re the Survival Team. Join us if you want! You have to believe that we’ll lead you out of this hall and become the winner in the end!”
The crowd was speechless.
The corner of Ranmil’s mouth twitched.
She didn’t know that Feng Xun would be so loyal to Feng Wu, and she realized that all her efforts had gone to waste. She clenched her fists in her sleeves.
If you want to die with Feng Wu, go ahead! You’re not Jun Linyuan’s only friend! thought Ranmil.
“Young Lord Xuan —” Ranmil smiled at Xuan Yi.
However, before she could say anything, Xuan Yi moved behind Feng Xun with his arms crossed, and became a member of the Survival Team.
The smile froze on Ranmil’s face again!
After Feng Xun, Xuan Yi had humiliated her as well.
Ranmil was so mad that she thought she was going to lose her mind!
Why were Jun Linyuan’s friends so annoying?!
However —
You’re not the only help I can find! thought Ranmil.
“Your Royal Highness…” Ranmil then turned to the seventh prince.
