The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

A gust of wind blew by, scattering dust and sand, and a woman emerged carrying a wooden basin.

The wooden basin contained the washed clothes.

Because I didn't hold it properly, it almost fell to the ground.

Another gust of wind blew by, and the woman could no longer see.

"What's going on? The wind is so strong today!"

The wind was too strong, and the woman was blown to one side, fell to the ground, hit her head on a rock, and passed out.

after awhile,

The woman woke up.

Another gust of wind blew, and Feige couldn't open her eyes.

"My God, what's going on? Do I live in the desert?"

Feige stood up and finally regained her balance.

"Master, I've arrived."

Wu Tang emerged from the spatial dimension, and then a gust of wind blew him away.

Feige watched him being blown away.

"Hahaha"

"Hahaha"

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Master, save me!"

Clang! Wu Tang was blown onto a pillar, got a bruise, and fainted.

Feige "..."

Never mind, I'll come to your rescue.

Feige walked over, pulled Wutang up, and pinched his ear.

"Wu Tang, wake up."

Wu Tang opened her eyes, looked at Fei Ge, her eyes red-rimmed, looking extremely aggrieved.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"Wu Tang, get up, hold my hand, hold it tight, don't let the wind blow you away again."

"Understood, Master."

Feige led Wutang into the house.

The room was bare except for a table with a broken leg and cups with chipped edges.

"Wu Tang, where have you brought me?" Fei Ge was furious.

"Master, it's like this, please sit down and tell me slowly."

Feige sat down, and the stool immediately fell apart, causing Feige to plop down on the ground.

"My goodness, such a huge gift! I can't take it, I can't take it!"

Wu Tang was speechless.

"Master, why don't you sit on the ground? It's cool there."

"Okay, let's go."

The two people sat on the ground.

"Master, it's like this. The original owner saved a man one day. While he was recuperating, they fell in love and she followed him here. But not long after arriving, he joined the army and was gone for 10 years. She lived here all alone, all lonely."

Feige was speechless. Just like that, he wasted his youth. Ten years have passed. How many decades does one have in a lifetime?

"So what does she want to do?"

She wanted to know where the man was and whether he was still alive.

"Is there any more?"

"Gone"

"So stupid!"

Feige stood up from the ground, patted his bottom,

"Wu Tang, let's go find a man."

"Yes, Master."

Once outside, Feige set the thatched hut on fire.

The wind picked up again, and the fire was blown to one side.

"Wu Tang, control the fire."

"Understood, Master."

Finally, the thatched hut was burned to the ground.

"Wu Tang is gone."

After walking for a short while, the wind picked up again, bringing sand and dust.

"Master, there are face masks in the space."

Feige took out masks, one for herself and one for Wutang, and they finally felt much more comfortable.

"Wu Tang, where is the man now?"

"The palace became the residence of the prince consort."

"Chen Shimei!"

"He suffered amnesia. Once, he went to the battlefield, injured his head, became a general, and married a princess."

"I think this task is pointless, isn't it?"

"My lord, the man, the princess, and two children..."

"Damn it, let's quit, let's go, let's go."

"Oh dear, Master, no! This is your last mission!"

"Oh, the last one?"

"Okay, this task is complete, and your energy level is full. Understand?"

"That's okay"