บท 1697: Face-slapping, Round 5 (7)

Feng Wu nodded with a smile.

Little Phoenix was so excited that it almost jumped up. "But how? Weren't they busy chasing you? Why are they fighting each other now? Hey, little Feng Wu, you did it, right?"

Feng Wu raised her chin. "Who else?"

Little Phoenix was enlightened. "I see! I see! You've been planning this ever since you jumped off the horse, haven't you?!"

Feng Wu gave no reply.

Little Phoenix was speechless.

"My master indeed chose the right person!" Little Phoenix was amazed.

It was all thanks to Feng Wu's plan. Otherwise, they would all have been killed.

Feng Wu looked perplexed. "Your master's chosen person?"

She found that an odd expression.

"Ahem —" Little Phoenix wasn't going to tell Feng Wu the truth yet.

It crossed its wings and gave Feng Wu a proud look. "Kiddo, you shouldn't be proud just because you won this round."

"Kiddo"?

Feng Wu rubbed its head, ruffling its feathers.