Lu Feng widened his eyes, as though he had only just realized.
Nuwa said:
"Yes, that's your master, Sect Master Tongtian! Hurry up and dismantle the formations!"
Lu Feng suddenly seemed at a loss.
"It's actually Master! I'm done for, done for! I actually kept Master trapped in the formations for so long..."
"Oh no!"
He cried out, then looked at Nuwa as though he wanted to cry but had no tears.
"I forgot how to dismantle the formations!"
Nuwa: ...
She looked at Lu Feng, utterly speechless.
She stared at him in a daze.
Then she saw the corners of Lu Feng's mouth suddenly curl into a smile.
She froze for a full three breaths.
Then Nuwa understood.
He did it on purpose!
His smile was decidedly peculiar.
There was a teasing edge to it.
For a moment, Nuwa felt... as though she had been played.
Judging by Lu Feng's expression now, he must have... known all along.
Her face immediately reddened.
She scolded, "So you knew all along?"
Lu Feng smiled.
"Of course. Otherwise, as his Eldest Disciple, how could I possibly fail to recognize my own master?"
"What?!"
At that moment.
Having learned the truth, Nuwa could not help going a little mad.
So Lu Feng had known all along and had simply been playing her?
And all this time, he had merely been acting along with her?
At that moment.
Once she understood the truth, it was easy to imagine how Nuwa felt.
She wanted nothing more than to strangle Lu Feng.
She had even been delighted at first, thinking her scheme had succeeded.
But now it seemed Lu Feng had simply turned her scheme against her.
This fucking...
Hah, men...
Pah!
After their banter, Lu Feng planned to dismantle all the formations.
There was no