Mulberry had transformed into a Vermilion Bird shrouded by scarlet flames and was flying toward the distance at great speed. Perhaps she was afraid of Bu Fang, or she simply wanted to break free of the restriction—she flapped her wings and flew away as fast as she could.
Bu Fang had not forgotten what the Qilin had said. If he wished to wake Mulberry's consciousness, he needed to conquer this woman. How was he going to do that? For a chef, there was no better way to conquer a person than with a dish!
The Vermilion Bird cried, flapped her wings, and rose higher and higher. Her flames stained the sky red and kept spreading. However, Bu Fang was faster than her. As she flew toward the coastline like a fireball and was over the Jewel, Bu Fang arrived before her with just two steps.
