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A huge thunder crash bomb!

The crowd gasped again. Evidently, this was specially prepared for them. The platform was only this big, and once the bomb was triggered, anyone present would die. Even immortals would not be able to escape.

As the smoke slowly cleared, Meng Fuyao's figure appeared. Her hand was clasped tightly on the throat of a thin and petite man. Someone shouted angrily, ”Isn't that the vice head of the Soaring Clan?”

”So he's a spy!”

The crowd became indignant. The content of their scolding once again returned to the important body parts of their mothers, sisters, and aunts. Since there was an obvious target, even the great-grandmother of the vice head was said to have had countless physical and intimate interactions with the men present.

Meanwhile, the thin man tried to seek survival. He struggled and screamed, ”No, no! I'm wronged! I'm wronged!”

Meng Fuyao raised his hand with a smile, and between his fingers, there was still black gunpowder present. The weapons in this universe were just average, and since the exterior of a thunder crash bomb was rough, traces would be left on the hands.

”If you're not a spy, why were you nervous when I said I had spies beside the Eleventh Prince? If you're not, why were you so agitated when I mentioned the reward of becoming a Sixth-level military official?” Meng Fuyao waved her hands and threw this man towards the Chief of the White Mountains. ”This is the third thing that I want to do. When there are too many people, good and bad ones intermingle. Spies will definitely be present in such a gathering, and now I have identified him for you. Now, will you be more careful when you're doing things the next time?”

The Chief nodded quietly, and he stepped back as a show of respect. Meng Fuyao clapped her hands and said, ”This will be all. Everyone, off to your own duties and don't try to find me. When I have the time, I'll send someone to contact you.”

With that, she strode away from the crowd. She left as quickly as she came, and everyone opened up a path for her to leave. Some of them were confused, but the majority of them looked towards their new Union Chief in admiration. With superior martial arts skills and superb strategies, she easily came up with a cunning plan that none of them could ever possibly think of. And she saved their lives so casually. However, they did not know why she would suddenly appear and get involved in this.

Though most of them were uneducated, they knew that some people were meant to live high and look down. Being in control of the overall situation, nothing could surprise such people. These were people whom the crowd could not easily admire or be near too, so they would just listen.

Meng Fuyao nonchalantly walked away, under the admiring gazes of the Xuanji rebellious forces. As the sun started to set, clouds gathered, and rays of twilight could be seen. Looking at the sky, Meng Fuyao frowned and thought of how they would have to spend the night in the open fields. She turned to look at Zhangsun Wuji and wanted to say something, but suddenly, she also did not know what to say.

Moments later, she sighed and continued trekking silently.

Lord Yuan Bao ran forward and squatted on Meng Fuyao's shoulder as a sign of affection, but Meng Fuyao swatted him away. When Lord Yuan Bao climbed again, Meng Fuyao continued to swat him away. Unwilling to give up, Lord Yuan Bao climbed once more, but that angered Meng Fuyao. She plucked a few stalks of spring onion from the bottom of a mountain and handed it to Lord Yuan Bao.

Though confused, Lord Yuan Bao obediently hugged those stalks.

Meng Fuyao searched around again. She found a few pieces of ginger that had a strong scent and handed them to Lord Yuan Bao.

Lord Yuan Bao thought silently… 'I need to be obedient. An obedient Lord Yuan Bao will be able to appease the stubborn bull,' he thought. As such, he continued to hug whatever was given to him.

Then, Meng Fuyao dug into her pockets and found some salt. She continued to pass it to Lord Yuan Bao.

Lord Yuan Bao could no longer handle it… Someone's stomach was so big that the number of items he could hold was limited. Hence, he used his mouth to grab it.

With much clattering and adjusting, the group walked a short distance. Besides the mountain path was a forest, and Meng Fuyao made a suggestion. ”Since we won't have any accommodation tonight even if we descend from the mountain, let's spend the night here.”

As such, Tie Cheng diligently picked the firewood, while Lord Yuan Bao continued hugging the spring onions, gingers, and salt.

When the fire was set up, Meng Fuyao dug out two biscuits from Tie Cheng's bag. She gestured at Lord Yuan Bao for him to come over.

Thinking that it was food for him, Lord Yuan Bao ran happily.

Meng Fuyao grabbed him and mumbled, ”Probably just the size of a Kentucky chicken…” She grabbed the two biscuits and wedged Lord Yuan Bao in between the two pieces, while he continued holding the spring onions and ginger. Then, she grabbed a stalk of grass to wrap around the product, stuck a wooden stick through it, and placed it above the fire.

Tie Cheng, who was holding on to his bag, unexpectedly dropped his backpack in shock. In a stunned state, he looked towards Meng Fuyao and asked, ”Master, you're…”

”Roasting a hamburger,” Meng Fuyao replied nonchalantly as she twisted the wooden stick. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Meanwhile, Lord Yuan Bao finally understood what was going on. He let out blood-curdling screeches of help.

Zhangsun Wuji reached out and saved 'Yuan Bao Hamburger' from the fire. Actually, the fire was still far away, and Lord Yuan Bao's fur was not even toasted because he was squeezed between two thick pieces of biscuits. However, the evil intentions behind such a move made Lord Yuan Bao terror-stricken. 'So that bastard asked me to hug the spring onions to make me into a hamburger!' he thought.

Naturally, Lord Yuan Bao hugged Zhangsun Wuji and cried until his liver and guts split, and the volume of his tears could form a downpour. 'Ah, ah, ah, Master, I really don't dare to help you anymore. If I help you again, I won't be a hamburger anymore and instead be toasted to become a hotdog. Please rely on yourself and do your best…'

Zhangsun Wuji patted him gently and remained silent as he faced the fire. The human and the guinea pig hugged each other sadly, and they faced someone, who remained as still as an ice mountain.