Zhi'er was somewhat excited.
If there were evil demons, then she could deal with them easily, wouldn't that add another merit!
Feng Fuce still needed to arrange patrol duties with the Xiu Luo Envoys, so he instructed Zhi'er to go back and find the Princely Heir.
But halfway through, Zhi'er was stopped by Fang Youzhen.
"Zhi'er sister, teacher said we need to start a fire and cook for ourselves later. Do you want to go to the woods with me to pick some mushrooms?"
Zhi'er blinked her round eyes: "Sure!"
Fang Wushen heard this and immediately volunteered: "Then I'll go with you, you two pick, and I'll carry the basket."
Unexpectedly, Fang Youzhen resolutely refused.
"You go catch some river shrimp and fry them, don't follow us."
After saying that, Fang Youzhen stepped forward, pulling Zhi'er up the mountain.
Fang Wushen stared at his sister's back, stomping his feet and sighing.
Why doesn't his sister understand that he should have more contact with Zhi'er sister?
