Of course Feng Wu wouldn't let Ranmil find anything good.
Therefore, after Ranmil rolled the dice and opened the door —
She found the lattice completely empty.
The sight rendered Ranmil speechless.
This shouldn't be happening. She had stolen Feng Xun's good luck and transferred her bad luck to him. Why was she still so unlucky?
Feng Xun gave Ranmil a sympathetic look. "Well, I don't know what to say."
Ranmil put on a sad face.
Feng Xun patted her shoulder and tried to comfort her. "There, there. Our bet still counts, alright?"
With teary eyes, Ranmil looked up at Feng Xun.
The innocent look in her eyes made Feng Xun feel quite heroic. Patting his chest, he said confidently, "If you win, I'll give you the Turtle Diagram. If you lose, you just… give me a smile. How's that?"
"Pfft —"
Ranmil had been about to cry a moment ago, but Feng Xun's words made her chuckle.
