บท 1739: Face-slapping, Round 10 (6)

However —

It was just like Feng Wu had said before. If he couldn't escape, all the sacrifices she had made would go to waste.

Miss Feng… I promise I'll marry you!

If you die, I'll marry you at your grave! I'll still recognize you as my official wife! thought the young prince.

Despite his reluctance, the prince gave Feng Wu one last look before he bolted.

Five saw the "princess" run off, but because "she" was "Sefiro," "she" was permitted to leave the mountain. So, he let "her" be.

Moreover, this teenage girl in the red dress had caught his attention.

"You were able to dodge the dagger leaf." Five curiously looked Feng Wu up and down. He sounded utterly calm and didn't seem agitated at all.

Feng Wu was already a dead person to him, so he was in no rush at all.

The energy which the Spiritual Lord gave off almost made it impossible for Feng Wu to breathe.