“Let’s start removing the shells!” Dugu Yamo cried out. “Have you forgotten what the Black Robe Ghost King said? The sea dragon only wants the flesh!”
That reminded the others.
Picking up the seafood was fast. All they needed to do was stuff them into the sacks. But the problem was —
The shells had to be removed!
“I’ll do it!” Dugu Yamo said.
“I’ll go with you!”
Feng Sang followed her.
But they couldn’t believe what they saw on the deck.
“Where did the two spiritual pets come from?” Dugu Yamo couldn’t believe her eyes.
They saw Little Phoenix and the tiger cub.
Both were fierce spiritual pets, but they were very obedient now. Both were devoted to their work without even looking up!
“Whom do they belong to?” Dugu Yamo was amazed. “They look very capable, at least much better than either of us.
“They’re both obedient and powerful. You can play with them and use them in battle as well. How wonderful! Do you know who their owner is? Do they belong to the seventh prince?” Dugu Yamo asked enviously.
But Feng Sang immediately turned to leave.
“Hey, Feng Sang, where are you going? Answer my question!” Dugu Yamo ran after Feng Sang.
Feng Sang threw her a dirty look without saying another word.
Dugu Yamo’s eyes lit up. “Do you know who their owner is?”
Feng Sang said, “Stop it!”
Dugu Yamo asked, “Why not? They are very impressive. That cub is an adorable thing, but if you look closely, you’ll see that it’s a Spiritual Elder.
“And there’s the little phoenix. If it can pass the trial of fire, it’ll become a real phoenix. The two animals aren’t naturally compatible, but now, they’re working together… Other people will be so astonished! Who…”
Feng Sang said, “Feng Wu!”
Dugu Yamo looked around. “Feng Wu isn’t here.”
Feng Sang took a deep breath and found Dugu Yamo’s remark idiotic. “I mean that they belong to Feng Wu!”
Dugu Yamo was astonished.
Feng Sang felt the satisfaction of revenge, and she smirked. “Yes! You heard me! The person you’ve been admiring is Feng Wu!”
Dugu Yamo was speechless.
Feng Sang gave her another glance before storming off.
Dugu Yamo bit her lower lip, and she was overwhelmed with complicated feelings.
“Feng Wu… That lucky person is Feng Wu!” Dugu Yamo murmured to herself.
Suddenly, Dugu Yamo’s stomach lurched, because she realized something!
Before, if she heard what Feng Sang had just said, she would be so jealous and angry that she would be grinding her teeth. But now, she didn’t feel that way anymore.
What did it mean?
It could mean one of two things.
The first possibility was that she had become Feng Wu’s friend, so she had stopped envying her.
Dugu Yamo shook her head. Although she wasn’t against Feng Wu now, they weren’t friends.
And the second possibility was —
The difference between them was simply too huge that she could no longer see Feng Wu as a competitor. Therefore, she had stopped envying her.
