Chapter 3397
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Jun Linyuan must have set up a barrier around the door.
Unless she could break Jun Linyuan's barrier, she wouldn't be able to get out no matter how good her formations and inscriptions were!
Damn it!
Resting her hands on her waist, little Feng Wu glared at the door, as if she had a grudge against it.
She couldn't get out.
Feng Wu had no choice but to go back and sit on the steps. She rested her elbows on her knees and rested her chin on her hands.
Jun Linyuan was so angry. When would he let her out?
She had obtained a lot of good stuff from her trip to Dongsang. She wanted to give the Holy Golden Leg Bone to Feng Xun, and she needed to experiment on the special blood. She wondered if Mr Xu could handle that …
Feng Wu looked back at the door, but it wouldn't budge.
What she didn't know was that someone was staring at the door as well, and his eyes were glaring at her.
Feng Wu frowned. Why was Jun Linyuan so angry? She had only disobeyed him and gone out once. She was back safe and sound now, wasn't she? Why was he still angry? He might as well turn into an ugly toad.
But …
Feng Wu realized that she had made a mistake.
The trip to Sun Castle had indeed been dangerous, and she had almost died.
If she had missed even one part of it, she would have died, let alone come back.
So … Jun Linyuan was angry because he cared about her, right?
Should she show some concern for him?
Since she had nothing better to do, she might as well give him some warmth.
Rising to her feet, Feng Wu tiptoed toward the door of the basement.
If the proud crown prince had set up a barrier on the door to keep her out, Feng Wu decided that she wouldn't try to coax him anymore.
But when she gave it a push —
It went in just like that?
He was so angry that he forgot to lock the door?
Hearing the sound outside, Jun Linyuan, who had been fuming, turned around.
He had been meditating with his face toward the door, but now, his back was to that direction.
There were no lights in the basement, so it was so dark that she couldn't even see her own fingers.
Feng Wu was a fire elemental to begin with, and with a wave of her hand, a flame sprang up on the wall lamp.
The orange light lit up the whole place.
She walked down the stairs and soon saw a figure with his back to her.
Jun Linyuan was Jun Linyuan after all. His back was straight and he was a handsome cultivator, as if he had been standing there since ancient times. He stood there like a lonely mountain, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Feng Wu felt a little uneasy.
Jun Linyuan had a terrible temper and wasn't easily appeased.
But Feng Wu had to give it her all to get out.
She walked over and sat down next to Jun Linyuan without saying a word. She stared at his chiseled profile.
The crown prince's face was expressionless. His eyes were half-closed, and he seemed to be cultivating.
"Are you hungry?" Feng Wu asked, as if she was just making small talk.
The air was silent in response.
"You … do you want to eat? I made it myself, "Feng Wu said awkwardly again.
The only response she got was silence.
"Hey, Jun Linyuan, I've already done you a favor by coming here to talk to you. Can you stop being so arrogant?" Feng Wu was a little annoyed when she didn't get a response.
Just then, Jun Linyuan abruptly rose to his feet.
The orange candlelight cast a hazy glow on his face.
The teenager stared at Feng Wu with his sharp, piercing eyes, then turned around expressionlessly. He turned around and walked away in a cold, aloof manner, leaving a proud figure behind.
Feng Wu didn't know what to say.
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