Six Gates of Light suddenly appeared across the wilderness. Brando, Princess Magdal, Mr. Liu, Delphine, Miss Huang Huo, and Fang Qi stepped out of them one after another, only to land with a splat in a stretch of muck. "Damn it, what kind of place is this?" Fang Qi immediately frowned deeply. He had dressed ostentatiously in a black cloak embroidered with dragon patterns, and now the hem was completely soaked in muddy water and covered with rotting blades of grass.
But before the others had time to mock him, they heard a loud splash. Huang Huo was too short, and when she stepped out of the air, she lost her footing and pitched headfirst into the mire.
"Miss!"
"Miss Huang Huo!" Everyone cried out in alarm as they hurriedly tried to help.
"Pfft, hahahaha! My dear cousin, please rise. There's no need to pay such a grand courtesy." Seeing this, Fang Qi seemed to have forgotten his own predicament and burst into laughter.
Huang Huo clenched her teeth and crawled out of the mire. Water droplets streamed down her princess's warrior uniform, which was covered in mud and grass. Her hair had been plastered into clumps by the muddy water, which hung down like a waterfall. Looking aggrieved, she wiped her face with her arm, revealing a pale forehead beneath the grime, then turned around and gave Fang Qi a cold glare.
"Are you all right?" Brando was covered in black lines. Seeing his student biting her lower lip, her face ashen with fury, he feared she might draw her sword in anger. Huang Huo had always been a clean freak, and this experience was practically worse than death for her.
Fortunately, Huang Huo was steady and resolute by nature. Although she felt miserable, she merely shook her head.