"Firstly, Uncle Feng's cultivation isn't at the Void Interpretation Stage any longer, and it's extremely likely that he's broken through to the Void Transformation Stage. Secondly, Uncle Feng is still a Void Interpretation Stage martial artist, yet he's comprehended Advanced Concept. "
No matter which point it was, Feng Wu Dao's strength was sufficient to shock Duan Lingtian.
As expected of an existence with an extraordinary status in the Feng Clan.
"Third Elder?"
Feng Tianwu's face went slightly grim as she hurriedly followed up.
On the other hand, Duan Lingtian naturally followed behind as well.
After a short moment, Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu followed behind Feng Wu Dao and walked slowly out of the Audience Hall.
Outside the Audience Hall, an old man that was over 70 years old stood there.
At this moment, the old man stared fixedly at Feng Tianwu with eyes that emitted flames, and he seemed as if he wished for nothing more than to ruthlessly destroy this beauty and kill Feng Tianwu right away.
"Third Elder, you're looking for me for something?"
Feng Wu Dao naturally noticed the old man's gaze, and his face sank as he asked.
"My Lord!"
The old man took a deep breath as his gaze moved onto Feng Wu Dao, and the hatred in his eyes transformed into boundless grief and indignation. "My only grandson was killed today … My Lord, please uphold justice for me!"
"What?!"
Feng Wu Dao frowned. "What's going on?"
He naturally knew the situation of the old man's line before him.
His son had died young and only left behind a grandson.
The death of the grandson meant that the last remaining seedling was gone, and the family line was cut off.
"My Lord, please uphold justice for me!"
The old man took this opportunity to kneel on the ground as he pleaded.
For a time, Feng Wu Dao's frown grew deeper.
When he saw this scene, Duan Lingtian didn't dare hesitate and hurriedly told Feng Wu Dao everything that had occurred earlier via voice transmission.
He was really worried that Feng Wu Dao would agree to uphold justice for the old man.
In that way, even if Tian Wu was Feng Wu Dao's own daughter, Feng Wu Dao would still have to do something to appease the old man.
That was something he wasn't willing to see.
After Feng Wu Dao heard Duan Lingtian's voice transmission, his brows knit together tightly, and then he looked at Feng Tianwu and asked with a low voice. "Tian Wu, you killed Third Elder's grandson?"
"Yes."
Feng Tianwu nodded and admitted it with a calm face.
"Do you know that he is the only grandson of the Third Elder?"
Feng Wu Dao asked.
"I've heard of it."
Feng Tianwu nodded.
"Then why are you so ruthless?"
Feng Wu Dao asked again.
At this moment, even the old man kneeling on the ground could not help but look up at Feng Tianwu.
"He …"
Feng Tianwu knew in her heart that if she didn't say anything at this moment, it would definitely make things difficult for her father.
So after she took a deep breath, she said bluntly, "That Feng Hao spoke rudely and humiliated me twice in succession, and Elder Brother Duan stood up for me … Later on, he himself was afraid of Elder Brother Duan, so he sent a voice transmission to threaten me."
"He said … if I don't accompany him tonight, not only will Elder Brother Duan die, but I will also die."
As she spoke, Feng Tianwu's voice became colder.
"So, he deserves death!"
Feng Tianwu looked at the old man kneeling on the ground without the slightest scruples.
On the other hand, the old man's expression had completely changed after Feng Tianwu spoke the last sentence.
Never had he imagined that there was such a reason behind it.
"Third Elder, did you hear it clearly?"
At practically the instant Feng Tianwu finished speaking, Feng Wu Dao's face was covered in a layer of ice, and he said with a low voice, "If I was present at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have held back as well … This daughter of mine has had a bumpy life, yet in the end, she was actually humiliated by that grandson of yours like this. Do you think that grandson of yours deserves death? "
The old man's face went ghastly pale to the extreme when he heard this. "My Lord, I was rash in this matter … Indeed, he … deserves death!"
After he finished speaking, the old man stood up.
After bidding his farewells to Feng Wu Dao, he left dejectedly.
"Ling Tian, accompany Wu 'er to sit in the rear courtyard."
Suddenly, Duan Lingtian noticed that Feng Wu Dao had looked over.
"Mmm."
Duan Lingtian nodded as he called out to Feng Tianwu.
Before he left, Duan Lingtian didn't forget to communicate with Feng Wu Dao via voice transmission. "Uncle Feng, this Third Elder of your Feng Clan seems to not be an easy person to deal with … I keep having the feeling that he won't let the matter go just like this."
"Ling Tian, why do you think I asked you and Wu 'er to go to the rear courtyard?"
Feng Wu Dao replied with a question when he heard Duan Lingtian.
This caused Duan Lingtian to be unable to refrain from being stunned, and when he recovered from his shock, he understood Feng Wu Dao's meaning as well.
It turned out that Feng Wu Dao had seen through it since long ago.
"It was I who spoke out of turn."
Duan Lingtian smiled embarrassedly, and then he headed to the rear courtyard with Feng Tianwu. At the same time, he didn't forget to console Feng Tianwu. "Tianwu, you don't have to take the words of some fellows that are worse than animals to heart."
"Elder Brother Duan, I'm fine."
When she heard Duan Lingtian's consolation, Feng Tianwu squeezed out a trace of a smile on her face.
Outside the estate.
After the Feng Clan's Third Elder, Feng Qing, left, a ghastly sheen suffused his eyes. "Feng Wu Dao, your daughter ought to still not know of her origins, right?
"Wait until I find some evidence of our Feng Clan annihilating the Long Clan all those years ago, then I'll tell her the truth all those years ago for you … Hahahaha …"
When he thought up to here, Feng Qing's expression became savage as if he'd been possessed.
He knew clearly in his heart.
Wanting to kill Feng Tianwu and take revenge for his grandson was practically impossible.
With Feng Wu Dao by Feng Tianwu's side, it was impossible for him to succeed in his entire lifetime.
So he chose another method to take revenge on Feng Tianwu.
"After she finds out the truth all those years ago, it ought to be more painful than death … Her own grandfather was angered to death by her own mother. Her own mother committed suicide because of this. "
"Her grandfather, grandmother, and many relatives on her mother's side … All of them died at the hands of the clan she's currently in."
"I'm curious, what sort of expression would she have when she finds out about all this?"
Feng Qing muttered to himself.
"But unfortunately, you're bound to be unable to see it."
Right at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded out by Feng Qing's ears.
The voice seemed to be right by his ear, yet also seemed to have come from 500km away, and it was difficult to fathom.
But this voice was extremely familiar to him.
Just moments ago, he'd heard this voice.
In the next moment, Feng Qing felt a feeling of danger envelop his heart, and it caused him to be on the verge of suffocating. "Feng … Feng Wu …"
But unfortunately, Feng Qing was bound to be unable to finish speaking.
Swish!
An exceedingly swift fiery red flowing light tore through the horizon, and it seemed to have transformed into an extremely tiny shooting star that pierced into the space between Feng Qing's brows.
Instantly, a bloody hole appeared between Feng Qing's brows, and blood flowed out without end.
Bang!
In next to no time, he fell into a pool of blood, and his eyes stared wide open as he stared blankly at the sky before gradually losing all signs of life.
Very quickly, a wisp of flame suddenly jumped up between Feng Qing's brows.
The flame enveloped Feng Qing's entire body in the blink of an eye, burning him to ashes.
Because this place was rather remote, no one noticed the commotion here for a short period of time, and no one knew that Feng Qing was already dead.
Whoosh!
As if a gust of wind blew past, Feng Qing, who had turned into ashes, scattered with the wind and instantly disappeared into the air.
And a fiery red figure suddenly appeared where Feng Qing was standing just now.
"I've already mistreated my daughter enough in my life … No matter who it is, I'll definitely not let him off if he dares to make my daughter unhappy."
The owner of the fiery red figure was a dignified middle-aged man in a fiery red robe, and he was currently muttering to himself.
Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu stayed in the residence's backyard for a while before returning to the front courtyard.
It was because there were uninvited guests in the front courtyard again.
This time, there were two uninvited guests.
One of them was someone that both Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu were familiar with.
Ye Xiang!
The Ye Clan's Second Young Master.
"Father, it's him … He slapped me twice and desecrated our Ye Clan."
Ye Xiang pointed at Duan Lingtian as he spoke to the green robed middle aged man by his side.
The green robed middle aged man's appearance was slightly similar to Ye Xiang, and he was obviously the Ye Clan's Patriarch.
Presently, when the Ye Clan's Patriarch heard Ye Xiang, he didn't target Duan Lingtian, and he instead looked at the nearby Feng Wu Dao. "Lord Wu Dao, this is …"
As the Ye Clan's Patriarch, he had unique insight.
He was able to discern.
The Feng Clan's Eldest Master, Feng Wu Dao, seemed to think highly of this violet clothed young man.
"Him? He's my son-in-law. "
Feng Wu Dao glanced indifferently at the Ye Clan's Patriarch and said unhurriedly, "No matter what Patriarch Ye wants to do, please do as you please."
"Son-in-law?"
The Ye Clan's Patriarch was dumbstruck, and so was Ye Xiang.
Son-in-law?
How could this Feng Clan's Patriarch have a son-in-law?
Isn't he childless?
"Lord Wu Dao, may I know where your daughter is now?"
The Ye Clan's Patriarch took a deep breath and couldn't refrain himself from asking.
At the same time, his gaze inadvertently descended onto the red clothed young woman that stood at the side, and he felt his scalp go numb …
He was clearly aware of the conflict between his son and this pair of young man and woman.
Of course, the information he knew from his son was limited.
According to his son.
This red clothed young woman that was called a lowly maid by his son was only an unimportant maidservant.
But now, strands of a bad premonition arose in his heart.
No matter how he looked at the red clothed young woman before him, he didn't feel that she was a maidservant, and she was more like a Young Miss.
"Patriarch Ye, are you seeing things? Isn't my daughter standing by my son-in-law's side? "
Feng Wu Dao spoke indifferently.
On the other hand, Duan Lingtian stretched out his hand to grab Feng Tianwu's jade hand, and then he narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Ye Clan's Patriarch and his son.
Especially that Ye Xiang.
Duan Lingtian intentionally glanced deeply at him.
Duan Lingtian knew that Ye Xiang was about to be struck with misfortune.
On the other hand, Ye Xiang's expression was as unsightly as it could be, and his body was even terrified to the point of shivering. "She … She's Lord Wu Dao's daughter?"
"Damnable Feng Hao! Didn't he say she was only a maidservant? "
Now, Ye Xiang even had the heart to whip Feng Hao's corpse.
Even if he wanted to cheat someone, he didn't have to do it like this, right?
"Bastard!"
Right at this moment, the Ye Clan's Patriarch who'd recovered from his shock raised his hand and slapped Ye Xiang, causing Ye Xiang to feel dizzy.
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