It was as if it had been marinated in oil, making it both slippery and tough. Even a powerful bow and sturdy arrows might struggle to pierce it, let alone such tiny projectiles.

  By the time Hong Maiyi realized she had fallen into a trap and tried to retreat, the quilt had already surged toward her like a rolling storm cloud.

  Wang Dong had remained motionless for so long that no one expected him to move so quickly.

  Just as Hong Maiyi caught the strange, greasy scent in the air, she was completely wrapped up in the quilt.

  If her body had been a bit taller, Wang Dong might not have been able to wrap her up with the bedspread, but as it was, she was so small that with just two hands, Wang Dong quickly wrapped her up like a rice dumpling.

  Wang Dong′s body didn′t stop moving. He heard the sound of wind behind him; the Bai Maiyi had already flown past him. No matter how fast Wang Dong was, he couldn′t outrun the flying Bai Maiyi.

  In the blink of an eye, the Bai Maiyi had caught up with him.

  Wang Dong actually wanted Bai Maiyi to catch up because he knew he could never catch Bai Maiyi himself.

  When Bai Maiyi reached him, he suddenly stopped, turned, and threw the bedspread in his hand toward him.

  Inside the bedspread was his wife, and of course, Bai Maiyi had to catch it.

  The bedspread was twice the size of his body and twice as heavy. As soon as he reached out to catch it, his body began to fall. Wang Dong, however, had already circled around behind him, effortlessly striking his pressure point.

  The veins on Bai Maiyi′s small face bulged, staring at him as though his eyeballs might pop out.

  Wang Dong, however, stopped moving and said with a faint smile, "You′re upset, aren′t you? Because I didn′t use real skills. Let me tell you, if I had used real skills, it wouldn′t have been impressive. I′ve never used real skills in a fight."

  Bai Maiyi was so angry she almost spat blood.

  Indeed, Wang Dong seemed to have no real skills at all, relying entirely on tricks and cleverness.

  But without first-css martial skills, how could one pull off such a clever trick? How could the timing be so precise? How could the execution be so steady?

  This required not only skill in the hands and feet but also true mastery in the mind.

  Wang Dong might stay still for a long time, but once he moved, the results were astonishing.

  Meanwhile, on the other side, Jin Maiyi was struggling to even catch his breath under the relentless force of Guo Dalu′s punches.

  As for Yan Qi, he was circling around Yan Maiyi.

  Though Yin Maiyi was rger, his strength y in his hardened defenses. But with such rigid martial arts, his movements were inevitably slow.

  The faster Yan Qi moved, the slower Yin Maiyi became.

  Suddenly, Yan Qi snatched his hat from his head and spped it onto Yin Maiyi′s head.

  The hat was big, his head was small—it completely covered his face, blinding him.

  Yan Qi then stuck out a foot and tripped him. With a loud crash, Yan Maiyi fell. As it turned out, he was wearing a suit of silver armor. Once he hit the ground, getting up again was no easy task.

  He tried to grab the hat from his head, but before he could, something heavy and solid pressed down on him. It was Yan Qi—who had casually plopped down on top of him, grinning. "Not a bad stool," he said with a chuckle. "A shame it′s a bit too small."

  And Jin Maiyi? Already struggling to breathe, his panic only made it worse. The breath he was holding in his chest had nowhere to go, and before Guo Dalu even had to make another move, he passed out on his own—foam bubbling at the corners of his mouth.

  Guo Dalu sighed and said, "Turns out this person has epilepsy; it seems like I found the wrong one."

  Wang Dong said, "I was going to let you have Bai Maiyi; didn′t you hear me?"

  Guo Dalu ughed and said, "You do your thing; I′ll do mine. I can′t catch up with Bai Maiyi, but he′ll definitely chase after you, so I went for Jin Maiyi instead. In any case, I′m bigger than him, so I′m naturally stronger too. With strength alone, I′ve already got him beat."

  Wang Dong also sighed and muttered, "I didn′t expect you to be one to take advantage."

  Guo Dalu said, "I didn′t expect this bed quilt to be so useful either. If anyone wants to learn how to catch hidden weapons, I′d definitely advise them to eat oil chicken on the bed."

  Wang Dong said, "The chicken oil′s too little; it′s better to eat roast duck."

  Yan Qi suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "What I didn′t expect was meeting two people like you. I guess my bad luck is almost over."

  Guo Dalu ughed and said, "That′s because you're really a monster, not a big talker."

  Yan Qi said, "The reason you′d help me is because I′m telling the truth."

  Guo Dalu said, "It′s also because you can drink while hanging upside down."

  Yan Qi also ughed and said, "If I hadn′t seen you drinking upside down, how would I have said that?"

  He suddenly sighed again and said, "Actually, there′s something I want to say, but I′m not sure whether I should." Wang Dong said, "Are you trying to thank me?"

  Yan Qi sighed, "In a case like this, I really don′t know how to thank you."

  Wang Dong said, "If you really want to thank me, there′s something you can do." Yan Qi asked, "What is it?"

  Wang Dong said, "Carry me back to the bed; I′m too zy to move."

  "Fugui Mountain Vil" would not seem like an interesting pce to anyone; there′s hardly anything to make someone linger.

  Strangely, Yan Qi, just like Guo Dalu, came and couldn′t bear to leave.

  This wasn′t because they had nowhere else to go, but because...

  Because of what? Even they didn′t know.

  Some people seem to share a strange and undeniable attraction—like iron and a magnet. The moment they meet, they become firmly drawn to each other.

  As long as they can be together, they are happy. Sleeping on the floor doesn′t matter; skipping meals doesn′t matter—even if the sky were to colpse, they wouldn′t care.

  But there are a few things in this world they simply cannot endure. One of them is tears.

  A woman′s tears—especially the tears of a little woman not even four feet tall.