And to come in and say that trouble is fun?
This...
As expected!
Yun Shouji found that no matter what, he could never fully grasp Fan Wu's thoughts.
How could anyone like trouble?
Find trouble fun?
Yun Shouji could tell that Fan Wu's remark was not a well-intentioned lie; it was said with genuine, cut-to-the-bone emotion. At the same time... it was also a solid, undeniable truth!
That was even more preposterous!
...
The next day.
Early in the morning.
Old Blue Ox, seemingly unaccustomed, shook its robust bovine body, jostling the Nanjun County Prince, who was bound to its back, causing him discomfort, yet the prince didn't dare utter a word of complaint.
It wasn't that he hadn't tried to resist.
After all, he couldn't remember anything and was suddenly bound up, to be taken to some so-called Imperial City.
Who would be happy about that?
Then.
He was pinned to the ground by Fan Wu with one hand and roughed up for quite a while, completely deflated his temper.
