NovelEnglish3323 Crisis (3)
Where was Boss Feng Wu hiding? She had hidden so well that even Senior Brother Zhu couldn’t find her.
Bu Jingyu kept making low whistling sounds, but he didn’t find any traces.
With a thump, Zhu Yi returned and stood at the entrance of the courtyard.
Bu Jingyu looked at him in shock. “Senior Brother Zhu, why are you here again?”
Zhu Yi stared at Bu Jingyu. After looking around the courtyard, he still didn’t find anything. He turned around and left quickly.
Where was Feng Wu now?
She had run to the woodshed.
Bu Jingyu was such a terrible actor that he would give himself away the moment he got nervous. So, Feng Wu slipped out of the window while Zhu Yi was outside.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIn any case, she was already a Level 9 inscription master. Even Mr. Sakiya’s formation couldn’t stop her.
Feng Wu didn’t waste any more time because every second was precious!
She would never allow the self-destruct program to activate.
After climbing over the wall of Bu Jingyu’s yard, Feng Wu was very careful because she was next to the left courtyard, which was filled with inscription masters and formation masters. Just the slightest movement from her would alert them.
Thankfully, Mr. Sakiya wasn’t paying attention to her side. Otherwise, he would have noticed if Feng Wu touched his formation.
Carefully, Feng Wu walked out of the yard, found a woodshed nearby, and jumped into it.
She first dismantled the last fighter jet. That way, all that was left were the inscription propellers.
Feng Wu still had 20 inscription propellers.
The Phoenix Pen was powerful and moved as fast as lightning!
What Feng Wu didn’t know was that all the inscription masters in the left courtyard were staring at a screen nervously.
Mr. Sakiya sat in the middle with an inscription master each on his left and right.
On the big screen was the image of 100 fighter jets.
Behind each jet was a string of red numbers.
If one looked closely, one would see that the red numbers were counting down.
Beep!
The number was getting closer and closer to zero.
The countdown was about to finish for the first fighter jet.
Standing beside Mr. Sakiya was an inscription master whose surname was Bian.
Elder Bian frowned as he looked at Mr. Sakiya. “Must it be destroyed?”
Mr. Sakiya nodded. “Yes.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElder Niu also frowned. “If the second prince did it, we can take these fighter jets back. Why do this? These 100 fighter jets are too precious!”
The other two elders also looked at Mr. Sakiya.
After this incident, Mr. Sakiya still looked pale, but his expression had calmed down.
His face was pale because he hadn’t recovered from the injury that Jun Linyuan had inflicted on him, and he didn’t seem to be recovering at all.
Even Mo Lan didn’t know what to do.
Mr. Sakiya kept coughing up blood at night, but no one knew about that.
“What if it wasn’t the second prince?” Mr. Sakiya’s expression was cold.
“If it wasn’t the second prince, could it be the third prince?” everyone asked in unison.
Mr. Sakiya rubbed the area between his eyebrows. He only said, “What if it was someone from the Junwu Empire?”
“That’s impossible!” Elder Bian rejected the idea. “It can’t have been someone from the Junwu Empire! I can swear it on my head!”
The other elders also expressed that it was impossible.
Mr. Sakiya said calmly, “Why not? Since Jun Linyuan exists in this world, nothing is impossible.”
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