Chapter 69
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Feng Yiran's words put Feng Wu in an unjust position!
All eyes were on Feng Wu, waiting for an explanation.
Feng Xiaoqi had been a Level 1 Spiritual Master five years ago. Why was he still a Level 1 Spiritual Master?
Of course Feng Wu knew the reason, but she wasn't going to tell everyone about it, for it was a secret.
Feng Xiaoqi took Feng Wu's hand, turned around, and glared at Feng Yiran. "I'm the one who let you down! How dare you blame my sister?! My sister is so good to me! Better than you can imagine! You won't understand! "
"That's right!" The beautiful lady glared at Feng Yiran as well.
Feng Wu was relieved.
It was because of her beautiful mother and Feng Xiaoqi's wholehearted trust and affection that she, a former ruthless agent, had been able to bask in the warmth of family. That was why she had been able to survive the accident five years ago, which had caused her to fall from grace.
They needed her, and she needed them, too.
Feng Yiran frowned and looked displeased.
He had tried his best in the last three days.
He had tried to defame Feng Wu, to ruin the relationship between Feng Wu and Feng Xiaoqi, and to ruin the mother-daughter relationship between Feng Wu and Feng Xiaoqi. However, the two of them were like idiots. No matter what kind of temptation was put in front of them, they would shake their heads and turn it down.
Feng Yiran couldn't understand it. Feng Wu was already a cripple. Why did they still trust her so much? Why did they think that she could protect them? What was so special about Feng Wu?
Feng Wu gave Feng Yiran a half-smile. "Brother, you have nothing else to say?"
Feng Yiran frowned and said in a dignified tone, "If you won't teach him, I'll teach Xiaoqi. Making him carry bricks is a punishment on the surface, but it's actually a way to toughen his mind and body, so that he can make further progress."
"Torturing his mind and toiling his body? You sound so high-sounding, but do you really believe what you're saying? "Feng Wu's eyes were filled with sarcasm.
Feng Yiran clenched his fists behind his back!
That Feng Wu! He was clearly already a good-for-nothing, but the aura of an expert that he possessed was still so domineering, still able to make people tremble in fear and cower in fear. How annoying!
Jun Linyuan and the others had no idea what was going on in the Feng manor.
At this moment, they were walking out of the frozen forest.
Feng Xun was so angry that he jumped into a tree and roared at the top of his lungs. The magical beasts in the area thought that they were under attack and scurried away.
But Feng Xun had one good thing about him, and that was that his temper came and went quickly. So, he was in a much better mood now.
Once he calmed down, he began to feel guilty.
He stole glances at Jun Linyuan every now and then as they walked.
Of course, Jun Linyuan could tell that he was watching him. However, there were no fluctuations of emotion on his face, which had never changed in ten thousand years.
Feng Xun didn't dare go to Jun Linyuan, so he took Xuan Yi to one side.
"Xuan the Second, Xuan the Second," Feng Xun said in a low, furtive voice.
"What?" Xuan Yi asked with a serious expression.
Feng Xun whispered, "Xuan the Second, look at Boss Jun. Isn't he acting a little strange?"
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