In just the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, Feng Weiping, Chen Kui, and the others lay on the ground, panting. Their faces and bodies were covered in bloody scratches. All of them looked miserable.
Little White could have easily killed all of them, but it only toyed with them.
Just as Feng Weiping was about to collapse, a few figures appeared at the entrance.
"Oh, Fourth Princess, why aren't you resting at the relay station at this time? You actually had the leisure to visit the dungeon and play with our tiger," Qian Jiao said mockingly.
"You did this on purpose! Crown Prince Nan isn't here at all!" Feng Weiping said furiously as realization dawned on her.
