"It's only been three days." Duan Chaoge seemed concerned. "Xiao Wu, are you sure you're alright? Should we find you a doctor?"
Feng Wu waved her hand; she herself was the best doctor, so why should she trust other people?
"Don't worry about it. It's only some minor injuries. I'll be fine after some rest." Feng Wu leaned back on the pillow and closed her eyes. She was already talking to the fairy in her head.
Their eyes met, and they both sighed with relief.
The fourth trial had simply been too dangerous; they had been so close to failing and losing the broken star piece for good.
They both let out breaths of relief and chuckled.
"When will the fifth trial start?" Feng Wu suddenly asked.
Tilting her head, the fairy pondered before finally giving Feng Wu an answer. "It can happen at any moment."
By that, she meant that the new trial could happen at any random moment.
