Pursuit

The black-robed man was a vigilant person, so he frowned when he saw the green juice on Feng Wu's hand.

"Clean yourself up." He stared at Feng Wu with a fierce look in his eyes.

Feng Wu said reluctantly, "I'm just trying to get rid of the smell…"

The black-robed man glared at Feng Wu.

Seeing that he was about to make a move, Feng Wu said in a hurry, "Alright, alright, I'll wash it. I'll wash it, alright?"

After that, Feng Wu walked to the stream and washed her hands carefully.

The man looked at the sack and gestured for Feng Wu to go in by herself.

This was simply a great humiliation.

Feng Wu didn't want to be carried in a sack again.

"I can walk. Why don't you let me walk by myself?" Feng Wu protested.

However, the man didn't give her a chance to retort. He took a step forward, picked Feng Wu up, and tossed her into the sack like a chicken.