Chapter 1488: Why Is Mine a Swallow Kite

Feng Fuce certainly wasn’t going to let Zhi’er sit next to Xie Yu.

So, he sat in the middle.

Xie Yu was forced into the corner.

He gritted his teeth and expressed his displeasure: "Can’t you move over a bit?"

Feng Fuce stared straight ahead, not even looking at him: "No."

Xie Yu, annoyed, was about to start a big argument.

Zhi’er immediately said, "Let’s discuss our plan for later, these kidnappers are a very experienced gang."

"And, each of them... has high martial arts skills," she explained in a way Xie Yu could accept: "So later, Xie Yu, if you encounter them alone, take care of your safety, don’t act rashly, wait for Brother Fu Ce and me to arrive."

Xie Yu sneered, "I’m not bad in martial arts either."

"But there are about a hundred of them!"

"That doesn’t scare me," Xie Yu said confidently.

Zhi’er thought, if he knew he was about to face a bunch of lustful ghosts, she wondered if he could still laugh it off.

Patrols in the Capital remained strict.

But when the carriage reached the suburb and was about to head up the mountain, there were fewer Xiu Luo Envoys.

Soon, the carriage stopped in a flat forest area in the mountains.

"What should we do, split up to search or act together?" Xie Yu asked as he got off, walking along.

Zhi’er placed a kite in his hand.

"We don’t need to do anything, we just fly the kites here."

The three of them, each had one.

"Kite?" Xie Yu looked at the "little swallow" in his hand, puzzled.

Zhi’er and Feng Fuce had already walked ahead, and he quickly followed.

Today, the weather was clear, with large patches of flat grassland in the valley, the grass green, and the wind gentle, it was the perfect time for kite flying.

The three of them adjusted their kites for flight.

Zhi’er’s and Feng Fuce’s dragonfly kites swiftly soared into the sky.

"Wow~ Brother Fu Ce, look, my little dragonfly flies higher than yours!"

Feng Fuce smiled faintly, his attire gave off an air of an imperious prince.

Xie Yu attempted two or three times but couldn’t get his kite up.

His childhood was spent in unhappiness, the late Emperor pressured him, ordering him to study and learn every day.

As a result, he never learned how to fly a kite.

Several times, his kite just started to float, then swayed left and right, and fell.

The kite got damaged by him.

Xie Yu saw that the right side of the little swallow was already torn by branches.

He was a bit frustrated.

Why was this thing so fragile to play with?

Xie Yu turned his head, looking at Zhi’er and Feng Fuce standing close, their kites flying high together.

"Hey!" Xie Yu called out in displeasure: "Your two kites are dragonflies, why is mine a little swallow, I want to fly the same as yours."

Zhi’er glanced back, blinking her innocent eyes: "But I only brought three."

Xie Yu immediately stepped forward: "Then I’ll fly mine with yours, mine’s broken, I can’t play with it."

Just as he was about to reach out to hold Zhi’er’s kite silver wire.

But Feng Fuce was faster, he placed his own kite’s silver wire in Xie Yu’s hand.

"Fly mine."

Xie Yu’s sharp eyes widened: "Why!"

"There’s no why, either you cooperate, or you go back," Feng Fuce said coolly.

"I can’t cooperate, I don’t know how to fly," Xie Yu immediately dropped the silver wire, appearing absolutely uncooperative.

Zhi’er quietly said, "How about I don’t play, and you two each fly one?"

"No way." they both said in unison.