3059 Not Stealing
It had never taken her so much effort before to pretend to be somebody else, but this time, her opponent was Mr. Sakiya, who was supposedly the cleverest man in the Dongsang Kingdom. She couldn’t afford to make any mistakes, or she would be doomed.
These woods were filled with Dongsang assassins. If her cover was blown, she could only imagine how miserable her death would be.
Feng Wu made Bu Jingyu tell her all his habits and how he interacted with Mr. Sakiya.
Bu Jingyu panicked when he saw Feng Wu put on his robe.
“What are you doing?” Bu Jingyu’s voice shook.
Feng Wu smiled at him. “What do you think?”
She quickly put on her mask in front of him.
Because she had to copy Bu Jingyu’s expressions to a tee, she was more careful than ever.
She deliberately agitated Bu Jingyu so that she could see how Bu Jingyu looked when he was shocked, pleased, or in pain.
She had to nail all the nuances.
The devil was in the details.
Meanwhile, Bu Jingyu went through hell.
He thought he would have a nervous breakdown.
The girl made him feel like in heaven one moment and in hell the next.
The emotional roller coaster almost drove him insane.
While Bu Jingyu was in agony, Feng Wu suddenly turned away from him.
When she turned back to face Bu Jingyu, she looked exactly like him.
She stared at Bu Jingyu and asked in astonishment, “Who are you? What do you want?!”
Bu Jingyu was shocked.
Holy crap!
Her tone and expression were identical to his when he was shocked.
Even Bu Jingyu felt like he was looking at himself.
Feng Wu wasn’t very tall, but Bu Jingyu was only a slim 12-year-old boy. When she wore his robe, Feng Wu looked just like him from behind.
Bu Jingyu burst into tears.
Feng Wu patted him on the head and grinned. “Be a good boy and stay here. I’ll set you free when I finish my task.”
Bu Jingyu said, “Will you set me free?”
Feng Wu nodded. “Of course.”
Bu Jingyu asked, “What do you want?!”
Feng Wu was amazed. “Haven’t you already guessed?”
Bu Jingyu was confused, before terror filled his eyes.
He said, “Don’t tell me…”
Feng Wu nodded.
“No! That’s impossible!” Bu Jingyu shook his head repeatedly. “My master is guarding the fruit! You can’t steal it! You’re dreaming!”
Feng Wu chuckled. “Steal? It belongs to the person who can take it, understand?”
Bu Jingyu wanted to argue with Feng Wu.
Feng Wu said, “Don’t get so excited. Go to sleep now, and everything will be over when you wake up.”
She waved her hand, and the teenager fainted.
