章 1897: Master the Skill (3)

Therefore —

Although there was a quarter of the drawings left, it contained nothing useful, and most of it was blank.

"Feng Wu! I'm gonna kill you!" Ranmil was so mad that she thought she was going to lose her mind.

She had been delayed because she tried to save the drawings, which turned out to be completely useless.

Infuriated, she threw all the drawings to the ground!

The Guardian of the Earth had been destroyed! What was she supposed to tell her master now?!

All of a sudden!

Ranmil's stomach lurched.

Feng Wu!

The stances Feng Wu used just then, weren't they from the Guardian of the Earth? That meant —

Feng Wu —

She had learned the technique!

The thought made Ranmil want to scream.

She had tried everything she could to get the Guardian of the Earth, but all her efforts had gone to waste.

Feng Wu, on the other hand, got to walk away with the grand prize!

So!!!

Ranmil smirked.