Wu Hai took a deep breath, his tone enticing: "Xiao Feng, stand with me. Help me achieve great things, and you will surely have a bright future!"

Xiao Feng shook his head: "Godfather, you are not on the right path. I would rather die than be associated with you!"

A hint of disappointment flashed in Wu Hai's eyes, but it quickly turned ruthless again.

He suddenly drew his dagger and stabbed it viciously into his own shoulder! Blood gushed out immediately, staining his robes red.

"Xiao Feng!" Wu Hai roared, "How dare you hurt me!"

Xiao Feng was stunned, not understanding why Wu Hai would hurt himself.

But he quickly realized that Wu Hai was trying to frame him.

Just at this critical moment, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from afar.

Someone's coming!

Before long, members of the Ming Cult rushed over.

In the crowd, a beautiful figure cut through the crowd like a sharp sword, and the first one to be hit was Su Xueqing.

She was dressed in pure white, her brows radiating a dignified and upright air, her gaze sharp as she swept across the entire room.

"What happened?" Su Xueqing's cold voice rang out, her gaze shifting back and forth between Xiao Feng and Wu Hai.

When she saw the wound on Wu Hai's shoulder, a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. She then turned to Xiao Feng, her voice filled with anxiety: "Xiao Feng, what exactly happened?"

Xiao Feng opened his mouth, about to explain, but Wu Hai spoke first.

Wu Hai, his face pale, forced himself to speak through trembling pain, "Xue Qing, I never imagined Xiao Feng... he actually..."

As she spoke, she didn't forget to look at Xiao Feng with sorrowful eyes.

"No, that's not how it is!" Xiao Feng quickly protested, "Wu Hai hurt himself!"

These words immediately caused an uproar among the Ming Cult disciples around him.

Someone sneered, "That's ridiculous. How could the Poison Emperor possibly harm himself?"

Another person chimed in, "That's right, Xiao Feng, your argument is just too absurd!"

Seeing the growing suspicion and hostility towards Xiao Feng among the crowd, Wu Hai secretly gloated, but feigned a heartbroken expression: "Gentlemen, seize Xiao Feng. Although I have always treated him like my own son, what has happened today is truly..."

Xiao Feng's heart sank; he realized that Wu Hai was setting a trap for him.

If he were to resist, it would confirm Wu Hai's accusations.

If he didn't act, he would fall into Wu Hai's control. Just as he was in a dilemma, a clear voice suddenly rang out.

"stop!"

Su Xueqing took a sudden step forward, exuding a fierce aura.

Her gaze was sharp as she surveyed the restless disciples.

"Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Xiao Feng is an enemy of me, Su Xueqing!"

The crowd was intimidated by her imposing presence and involuntarily took a few steps back.

Taking the opportunity, Su Xueqing went to Xiao Feng's side, her voice choked with emotion: "I can guarantee with my life that Xiao Feng would never harm Wu Hai! Wu Hai is his godfather!"

However, a sarcastic voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "Miss Su, if it wasn't Xiao Feng, then why is Lord Wu Hai so insistent that it was Xiao Feng? Could it be...?"

The man drawled, a defiant glint in his eyes: "Could it be that Lord Wu Hai deliberately harmed himself to pin the blame on Xiao Feng? What would his purpose be in doing so?"

These words immediately plunged the room into a deathly silence.

All eyes were on Su Xueqing and Xiao Feng, awaiting their answer.

Xiao Feng knew that the time had come when he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"That's right, Wu Hai hurt himself!" Xiao Feng's voice was filled with grief and indignation: "Moreover, Wu Hai at this time is no longer the godfather I know!"

At this point, a hint of pain flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes.

"Outrageous!" Wu Hai suddenly shouted, interrupting Xiao Feng.

A hint of ferocity flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his dignified expression.

"Men, seize this ungrateful wretch!" Wu Hai waved his hand, and the surrounding Ming Cult disciples were eager to act.

At this critical moment, Su Xueqing suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of Xiao Feng.

Her eyes flashed with a resolute light, and her voice was icy: "Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Xiao Feng will pay with their life!"

These words struck like a hammer blow, leaving everyone present stunned.

Wu Hai's expression changed repeatedly, clearly not expecting Su Xueqing to defend Xiao Feng so fiercely.

"Xueqing, you..." Wu Hai was about to speak when Su Xueqing interrupted him.

"Poison King, can you bear to watch me die?" Su Xueqing's voice was choked with sobs, yet still resolute: "If you insist on capturing Xiao Feng, then kill me first!"

Wu Hai's expression shifted between light and dark, and finally he sighed helplessly, "Fine, fine, for Xue Qing's sake, I'll let you off this time."

After saying that, he turned and left, and the other Ming Cult disciples also dispersed.

However, Xiao Feng keenly noticed that several people were quietly following behind them, like an ever-present shadow.

Taking this opportunity, Xiao Feng asked in a low voice, "Father, has anything happened during this time? How... did he become like this?"

Upon hearing this, Su Xueqing frowned and lowered her voice, saying, "Xiao Feng, Wu Hai went to Wushan a while ago. After he came back, he changed completely. He kept urging my father to let the Ming Cult unify the country. My father was originally against it, but later he practiced the cultivation technique given to him by Wu Hai. Now, he has been in seclusion."

Xiao Feng was startled; this information was undoubtedly an important clue.

He was about to ask for more details when Su Xueqing interrupted him urgently: "Xiao Feng, you should leave quickly! It's not safe here."

Xiao Feng nodded and hurriedly left the Ming Cult under the cover of night.

He traveled swiftly and finally arrived at Bijian Manor.

Here, he found Zhao Yuwei and Jing Shen in disguise.

"Something's happened to the Ming Cult too!" Xiao Feng said impatiently as soon as he saw them. "I feel that my godfather Wu Hai is acting very strangely. I have to go to Wushan to investigate, but I've never been there before."

Upon hearing this, Jing Shen's eyes flashed with a sly glint: "Leave this to me. I'll go and ask Madam Lu Yun. You know, I'm currently very much favored by Madam Lu Yun."

At this point, Jing Shen's lips curled into a smile.

You know, Lu Yun really likes him as her son-in-law now.

Before long, Jing Shen arrived at Madam Lu Yun's residence.

As soon as Lu Yun saw Jing Shen, a bright smile immediately bloomed on her face.

"Jing Shen, you're here!" she said cheerfully, her voice filled with undisguised joy.

However, when Jing Shen mentioned Wushan, Lu Yun's expression suddenly turned ugly.

A flicker of fear crossed her eyes, and her face instantly turned ashen.