บท 1812: Face-slapping, Act Six (2)

"Wow —" Feng Wu looked like she had just discovered a new world, and she cut the white fairy off. "You can't do whatever you want? I thought you could!"

That rendered the white fairy speechless.

"It doesn't work like that. He has to be here!" The white fairy stared at Feng Wu. "But he's not here, is he? If he were here and wanted to play the lucky draw, of course I can do that. How can I give him the sword and the swordplay when he's not even here? Use your head!"

The white fairy jabbed a finger in Feng Wu's head as she spoke.

Feng Wu said, "Hm…"

Fine, the white fairy was right. Since the treasures had already become rewards, it wouldn't be that easy to take them out. What a pity.

Pressing her hands together, Feng Wu said, "Feng Xun, if you really are meant to have Purple Sun, come here now. The fairy will help you."