Chapter 1542: Ridiculous Seventh Trial (1)
“With what was happening, everyone would think that you and His Majesty were having a life-or-death duel. You didn’t see the terrified looks on their faces. They looked like they were watching the sky fall.
“That was why I said that you were only comparing notes instead of having a full-on duel. Plus, I said you lost, big deal. Not only is he the emperor, he’s your dad as well. Why can’t you just give him an out?”
Jun Linyuan kept walking with his dark face and wouldn’t talk to Feng Wu.
Feng Wu grumbled, “If you hadn’t saved me earlier, I would never have bothered to act as the go-between! What a waste of my kindness!”
Jun Linyuan seemed a little appeased, but his jaw was still locked tight, and he remained silent.
He decided that he would forgive the girl who wouldn’t let him hold her hand if she just said one more nice thing, but —
At that critical moment, Feng Wu heard another notification in her head, which made her jump.
The system spoke again.
Feng Wu’s stomach lurched.
“Host, please be aware, you’re about to receive the seventh trial. You’re about to receive the seventh trial —”
Feng Wu’s heart sped up!
What did the system want?
From what Feng Wu could recall, the system had never done this before when it released a new trial.
Three seconds later, the actual task was announced.
“For the seventh trial, the host has to provoke Jun Linyuan until his rage is at maximum level! Provoke Jun Linyuan until his rage is at maximum level! You have until the end of the winter hunt.”
The voice vanished after those words.
It had probably realized how ridiculous the task was.
What?!
Feng Wu was dumbfounded when she heard the announcement and even forgot to move.
The fairy flinched and didn’t dare to come out to face Feng Wu in a moment like this.
However, Feng Wu had already sensed her and was glaring at her in her head.
“Come over here.” She beckoned the fairy over.
“Hm…”
The fairy cringed and slowly moved closer.
Feng Wu was angry, but more than anything, she felt helpless.
Resting her hands on her waist, she rolled her eyes before turning her gaze on the fairy.
“Speak. What’s that supposed to mean?”
The fairy gingerly looked at Feng Wu and said, “Just like you heard…”
Feng Wu smirked. “And what’s that supposed to mean?!”
“Ahem —” The fairy rubbed her nose. She realized that Feng Wu was serious, which was quite frightening.
“You… You just have to make His Royal Highness angry.” The fairy also realized how ridiculous that request was, which was why she was embarra.s.sed.
“Make him angry?” Feng Wu lost her temper. “Why would I do that?!”
The fairy shook her head, for she didn’t know the answer either.
Resting her hands on her waist, Feng Wu was furious. “Do you have any idea how frightening Jun Linyuan is? And you’re asking me to provoke him? And it has to be full-blown?”
She asked in resignation, “And please tell me how am I going to know what that is? How do you measure his rage?!”
“You can. You can.” The fairy nodded.