Once untied, the Fourteenth Prince pretended to be in pain, clutching his stomach, and walked to a place hidden by the jungle. Because of the rope tied around his waist, he couldn't go too far, so he kept his head down and searched the ground for sharp stones.

The rope was still moving, so the woman breathed a sigh of relief and waited shyly with her back to the jungle.

Fourteenth Master picked up a stone from the ground and began cutting the rope around his waist. The stone, however, was not a sharp tool, and after cutting for a long time, he had only managed to make a small cut. His palms were already raw and bleeding profusely from the stone, but disregarding the injury, he gritted his teeth and rubbed the rope forcefully.

"Hurry up, hurry up... Seventeenth Brother can't wait any longer..." Fourteenth Master muttered to himself, sweating profusely with anxiety.

The woman outside, seeing that the Fourteenth Prince hadn't come out for quite some time, and that it was past her designated time for urinating, grew anxious. She tugged at the rope, only to find it was still tied. Slightly annoyed, she said, "Hey, what are you doing in there? Come out now, stop dawdling..."

The woman's voice startled her companions who were guarding the boat. The companions came over, but being both women, they were too embarrassed to go inside and check on the situation. They could only urge from outside, "Come out quickly! Did you hear me? Be careful..."

"Ouch, my stomach is suddenly hurting terribly, I must be about to have sex..." Fourteenth Prince kept moving his hands and pretended to be in pain as he shouted to the outside.

The two women outside exchanged a glance and said urgently, "Who are you? Come out quickly! Or I'll pull the rope..." They then tugged hard on the rope, causing the Fourteenth Master inside to lose his balance and nearly fall. Unconsciously, he quickened the pace of rubbing his hands together; his hands were already stained red with blood, drops of which fell to the ground like blooming little flowers.

"I really have a stomachache. The food on the island hasn't been very good these days, and I'm having some indigestion. You can't expect me to hold it in, can you?" Fourteenth Master said in a low voice, sounding uncomfortable.

"We don't care, just come out here right now!" The woman persisted, and Fourteenth Master suddenly remembered a game that Lanqin had taught everyone to play when they were young, so he immediately stretched out his arm and blew hard on it.

"Pfft... Pfft pfft pfft... Pfft..." A series of sounds that looked exactly like farting came from the bushes. The two women hurriedly covered their mouths and noses, angrily cursing, "What's that sound?" They seemed to smell the stench, their eyebrows and eyes scrunched up together.

"I...I really have a stomachache, I can't hold it in anymore..." Fourteenth Master watched as the rope was cut thinner and thinner, secretly pleased. But he still pretended to be in pain and said to the outside, "I've already relieved myself halfway, how about I pull up my pants and come out now?"

The woman took a step back in disgust, hurriedly saying, "No, no, no..."

The Fourteenth Prince said happily, "Good, that's right. If I come out, I'll pollute the young lady's clothes and the surrounding air. I'm a good person in every way, except when I relieve myself, I'm incredibly smelly, and once you get it, it won't go away for days..."

The two women stood to the side in terror, their bodies trembling. They waved the air in disgust and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, hurry up and get on with it. Don't get any ideas... or we'll kill you..."

With a snap, the rope broke!

Fourteenth Prince was overjoyed. To avoid arousing suspicion, he carefully re-tied the rope to the tree trunk. He crouched down and cautiously prepared to leave, saying to the outside before he left, "I'll be done soon, just a little bit more..." Then he blew on his arm.

"Pfft... Pfft pfft pfft... Pfft..."

Unbeknownst to the woman outside, the Fourteenth Prince had already made his escape.