“A wise man submits to fate, and she should have known better! She should have paid the price, as long as it could keep her alive! There’s always a chance to get revenge! Look at Consort Ranmil! She’s His Majesty’s favorite now!”
Lady Wang said, “But Liu was Feng Wu’s cousin! They were family! How could Feng Wu be so heartless?!”
Smack!
Feng Yanfeng slapped her hard in the face.
Both Feng Yiran and Feng Sang were astonished.
Lady Wang burst into tears. “You hit me! You hit me for that girl, the girl who killed your daughter! Feng Yanfeng! I hate you!”
Feng Yanfeng picked up the teapot and poured the tea over her head as she charged at him. “Wake up!
“Do you think you own this world?
“Do you think everyone has to do your bidding?
“Do you think people will just endure what you do to them and never take revenge?
“You’re so easy to see through!
“Wake up!
“This world values martial prowess above everything else!
“Do you think Xiao Wu doesn’t know what you did to her five years ago?
“Of course she knows that Feng Liu was her cousin!
“Why do you think she killed Feng Liu, regardless of the consequences?
“Because she hates us!
“She hates us for everything we did five years ago! She hated Feng Liu for trying to kill her the whole time! She hates you for harming her mother! She killed Feng Liu because she wanted to warn us not to mess with her! She won’t hesitate to kill us if we make her angry!”
“She… She wouldn’t dare… ” said Lady Wang.
Feng Yanfeng found his wife ridiculous. “She’s backed by His Royal Highness and Northern Feng Mansion. She herself is also incredibly capable! I suppose that none of you know her real capability… ”
“I do! She’s a Level 7 Spiritual Elder!” said Feng Sang. “Yes, that’s quite impressive, but it’s not unachievable. I… ”
“A Level 7 Spiritual Elder?!” Feng Yanfeng looked at his daughter as if she was a complete idiot. “Do you still think that way?!”
“Father?” Feng Sang looked at Feng Yanfeng in confusion.
Feng Yanfeng said, “How stupid are you?!”
Feng Sang didn’t understand the look in her father’s eyes. It was a mixture of jealousy, hatred, and smugness. How strange!
“She… ” Feng Yanfeng waved them off. “Forget it. It’ll only discourage you.”
If they were told that Feng Wu was already a Level 7 Spiritual Lord, they would probably feel utterly defeated.
They were all of a similar age, but Feng Wu was so much better than they were.
Feng Yanfeng was very disappointed.
His son thought so highly of himself, but he was only a Spiritual Grandmaster now.
And his proud daughter, who thought herself so efficient, was a mere Spiritual Grandmaster as well.
“Even Qiuling is better than you. How are you going to avenge your sister? Just let it go,” Feng Yanfeng said in resignation.
