Feng Tiancheng thought he was angry because of Master Shishan's strict teachings. He sneered and said, "Master Shishan is willing to teach you, someone with such bad behavior. It's a blessing for you!"
Hearing this, Feng Huayan's eyes gradually became disappointed, and then turned into resentment. He just stared at Feng Tiancheng.
He smiled self-deprecatingly.
"You never, never considered me your son."
Feng Tiancheng felt that he was now crazy and scolded him in great dissatisfaction: "What the hell are you crazy about?!"
"If I say, three years ago..." Feng Huayan was about to tell the truth of that year when a voice came from not far away.
"Father, Ayan!"
Following the sound, I saw that the person coming was Feng Huaqing.
Feng Huaqing quickly walked up to Feng Tiancheng, bowed, and spoke rapidly, "Father, a large group of ghosts have broken into our Feng family. I suspect someone has begun a ghost-summoning ritual. Whoever that person is, they dare to act so presumptuously in the Feng family. They must have other motives. The fear is that this is a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain."
Feng Tiancheng frowned and stopped looking at Feng Huayan.
Instead, he shifted his attention to Feng Huaqing.
"Can you find any clues?"
"Father, besides the people from our Feng family, there is another outsider here today."
"Who is it?"
Feng Huaqing looked a little hesitant and glanced in the direction of Feng Huayan.
Feng Huayan's expression was grim, and he naturally guessed what he wanted to say.
"Who is it? Could it be me?" Feng Huayan said this deliberately.
Feng Huaqing was slightly stunned, "Of course not..."
Feng Huayan smiled coldly, "Feng Huaqing, I advise you not to be too clever, otherwise you will be trapped in your own trap."
Hearing their conversation, Feng Tiancheng felt a slight headache. He immediately ordered in a deep voice: "Come here, take Feng Huayan back to Yanxi Pavilion!"
The guards looked at each other, then cautiously reported, "Chief, Yanxi Pavilion has been burned down."
Feng Huayan laughed happily when he heard this.
With a bit of gnashing of teeth.
Shen Xingke, ah Shen Xingke, how dare you burn my place!
Feng Tiancheng frowned, as if he was caught off guard.
Feng Hua had heard about it from his servants early in the morning, but before he could say anything, Feng Huayan's voice came.
"Feng Huaqing, I burned your Qingdong Pavilion openly, but I didn't expect that you would burn my Yanxi Pavilion secretly! You are so despicable and shameless, so vulgar, worse than a beast!" Feng Huayan bit back and cursed out what was in his heart.
Feng Huaqing went straight to explain to Feng Tiancheng.
"Father, I didn't!"
Feng Tiancheng naturally believed Feng Huaqing. He glared at Feng Huayan angrily, "How dare you slander your brother when the matter hasn't been thoroughly investigated yet?"
Feng Huayan retorted, "How can that be called slander? I call this reasonable suspicion. Didn't you slap me right at the start? Are you seriously saying that I was the one who caused this mess today? Why don't you think it was Feng Huaqing who did it?"
"Come here, take him away..."
Feng Huayan interrupted him, "Do you admit that you are biased? If you can't convince me, you will lock me up!"
Feng Huaqing's face darkened as he stood by. "Ayan, don't talk back to your father!"
"What's so bad about talking back to father? You've even done something that's wrong to father and mother..."
Snap——
Feng Tiancheng slapped Feng Huayan again.
This time the force is even greater.
Feng Huayan was already seriously injured and could not withstand the second slap. He fell to the ground, his consciousness became blurred, his head was buzzing, and the sounds coming from the surroundings gradually echoed.
Blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and even his nose was bleeding.
A severe pain came over me.
He supported himself on the ground with his elbows and tried to stand up again when suddenly two pairs of hands forcibly dragged him up.
Everything in front of his eyes became blurry, but he could see that the distance between him and Feng Tiancheng and Feng Huaqing was getting farther and farther.
A strong feeling of powerlessness came over me.
Everything failed.
He really wanted to see his father feel sorry for him and be proud of him.
Father, why do you...
You refuse to understand me at all. Why do you always think I'm hopeless?
Even if I tell you the truth, I'm afraid you won't believe it.
Do you know that I killed Master Shishan...
A fishy and sweet taste surged in his throat, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth.
Mother, I am so tired.
He closed his eyes tiredly.
…
Inside the Zhongge Ancestral Hall.
A black figure shuttled through the central pavilion until she slowly opened the door of the ancestral hall, and what came into view was the densely packed tablets in front of her.
"Who is it?!" Suddenly, a vigilant voice was heard.
When the two secret guards appeared here, they couldn't see anyone.
They looked at each other.
"There's a strange smell."
"search!"
The secret guards in the ancestral hall immediately became alert. They used their mental power to search for the presence of the strange aura over a large area.
However, after a while, it was still not found.
Did that aura leave?
At the same time, Chen Yan had already entered the supernatural space.
Soon, the secret guards guarding the ancestral hall received a message.
Many ghosts gathered outside the central pavilion and set fire.
Several more secret guards left the ancestral hall.
Chen Yan held her breath and quickly came out of the supernatural space. She followed the guidance of her heart and headed towards the tablet in the ancestral hall.
She looked up, her gaze fixed on the highest tablet.
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