Where Is the Immortal Spiritual Fruit? (1)

Bu Jingyu had already gotten used to calling her boss.

Feng Wu looked back at him. "I'm going out for a walk."

After that, Feng Wu left.

Bu Jingyu was panicking.

"Go out for a walk? Last night, you also said you wanted to go out for a walk. In the end, you caused such a huge commotion. Why do you want to go out now?"

Bu Jingyu had every reason to panic.

When Feng Wu left the yard, Bu Jingyu could only look at her pitifully from the top of the wall.

Feng Wu turned around and glared at him. "Go back inside!"

How scary… Bu Jingyu could only hide back in the courtyard.

Crossing her hands behind her back, Feng Wu walked around the mansion.

Because she was wearing Bu Jingyu's face, Feng Wu could show up openly without worrying someone would find out she was a spy.

Thanks to the second prince, she now had 100 intact fighter jets and 100 inscription propellers.