His Royal Highness Sent Us to Protect You

Feng Wu asked, "Why do you ask?"

Feng Sang asked again, "How strong are you now?"

She had been trying her best, so she wanted to know if she could catch up to Feng Wu.

Feng Wu looked frustrated. "I was a Level-6 Spiritual King before, but something happened, and I'm only a Level-4 Spiritual King now. Hey, why are you leaving? I'm not done yet…"

Feng Sang didn't just leave, she ran.

"Screw reconciliation! I'm so envious!!!"

Granny Zhao finished hanging the clothes up for drying and wiped her wet hands on her blue apron as she walked out. "Was someone here? It sounded like Miss Feng Sang."

Feng Wu came in with the basket, closed the door, and handed it to Granny Zhao. "It was indeed her."

Granny Zhao opened the basket and realized that it contained raw dumplings. She couldn't help but laugh and was going to cook them.

Feng Wu asked, "Are you sure we can eat them?"

Granny Zhao asked, "Why not?"