章 1718: Face-slapping, Round 8 (1)

Seeing the way the teenager was bravely embracing his death, Feng Wu couldn't bring herself to watch.

Little Phoenix prompted Feng Wu. "What are you waiting for? It's none of our business, so let's just pretend that we never met him. Just run…"

But Feng Wu didn't move.

No matter how many times Little Phoenix prompted her, she still just stood there.

The situation was so urgent that each second counted, but Feng Wu just wouldn't move, which frustrated Little Phoenix and the prince.

Meanwhile, Feng Wu racked her brain.

There had to be a way. There had to be…

There had to be a way to keep everyone alive…

Suddenly!

Feng Wu snapped her fingers and grew excited.

The prince and Little Phoenix looked at her in bewilderment.

Feng Wu couldn't contain her excitement, and she laughed. "I know what to do! We can all live!"

How?

The prince and Little Phoenix looked at Feng Wu, both feeling perplexed.