"Alright. Let's wait and see," said Feng Wu.
"So, where's your little lover?" The white fairy glanced at Feng Wu. "Why don't I see him anywhere? I'd like to see the two of you fighting over the seed of spirit source."
Feng Wu glanced at the white fairy.
The white fairy sounded confused. "Is he afraid to come?"
Feng Wu took a deep breath. "I know why he isn't here."
The white fairy asked, "Why's that?"
Feng Wu said, "You said it yourself: Spiritual Kings aren't allowed to go near the tombs, nor can they take part in the competition for the seed of the spirit source."
The white fairy said, "That's right."
Feng Wu said, "That's why he isn't here."
The white fairy finally understood what Feng Wu was getting at, but she didn't believe her. "That's not possible!"
Feng Wu asked, "Why?"
The white fairy said, "From what you said, he isn't much older than you."
Feng Wu said, "He's three years older than me."
