บท 1842: Unbelievable Luck (4)

The white fairy said, "She's a legend in her own right, but we don't have time for that right now. Although, something here can suppress her ability. We'll go look for it later."

Feng Wu said proudly, "It's not like I hold a grudge against Red March…"

The white fairy found that statement idiotic. "You already want to kill her disciple, and that's a huge grudge. Aren't you worried that she'll come after you once you finish her disciple off?"

Feng Wu was shocked. She never said anything about killing Ranmil!

The white fairy smirked. "You're in her way now. If you don't kill her, she'll kill you. There's bound to be a war between the two of you. Do you want to be the one who dies?"

Feng Wu said, "Of course not. But why would she kill me? It doesn't make any sense."

Feng Wu was still talking to the white fairy, when she heard approaching footsteps.

They were steady, well-paced, and very reassuring.

The footsteps —