While Prince Rong Qinwang led the troops in a three-month-long war against the Langmu Empire, Nian Bing, who remained within the Huarong Empire, was completely unaware of these events. He continued his futile attempts to rescue Feng Nu.
Fog lingered like drifting smoke, and a gentle breeze brought a hint of dampness to the mountaintop.
Once the fog cleared, left behind was the bare mountaintop. In the centre, Fatty was sitting on the ground, chewing on something. "Ah, I've eaten my last chicken leg. Why hasn't he come yet? Is he trying to tease my appetite? Having a taste of his feast is really difficult. Oh, God! Why can't he be a woman? If he were, I'd even give my life to marry her and let her soothe my stomach every day with her cooking," said Fatty, as he rubbed his greasy, big belly with dismay. However, his despair combined with his plump face only made him look ludicrous.