"Are you really eighteen years old?"
Bai Yihuan circled around Fan Wubing and asked curiously.
This question stunned Fan Wubing... No, girl, you just looked so indignant, pierced through the heart by the branches and vines of the Da Chun!
Fan Wubing let out a dry laugh, "I am eighteen."
"Then are you truly—" Bai Yihuan's eyes sparkled with a mystical light.
Fan Wubing quickly interrupted her, "Let's talk about other things later. Wasn't Fu Manman with you? Where did she go?"
"Oh right, Sister Fu!" Bai Yihuan's expression turned sorrowful again, gritting her teeth, trembling all over, "Damn it! Damn it! Sister Fu was eaten by a very long, thick, and fierce snake!"
Fan Wubing's vision went black, "Speak clearly, what exactly happened?"
Bai Yihuan spoke excitedly, "After Sister Fu and I discovered this big tree..."
The incident wasn't actually that complicated.
