After sighing for a while, Fenghao finally noticed that these uncles and relatives in front of him were all armed to the teeth, and all of them had grief and indignation on their faces. Thinking of the situation just now, his heart suddenly sank.
"Sigh …"
Qiong Ding sighed softly. His eyes were dim. At this moment, almost everyone in the Qiong Clan looked listless.
"Something has happened!"
Seeing the Jade Cauldron's darkened expression, Fenghao's expression also became serious. He grabbed the old man's arm tightly and asked, "Grandfather, what happened?"
"It's a long story …"
Qiongding's face was bitter and his brows were deeply furrowed.
"Father, you guys should go in and talk."
Qiong Song glanced at the street outside and advised.
"Alright!"
As if he had thought of something, Qiongding's body trembled and he immediately agreed.
The group walked into the courtyard, passed through a very long and secluded path, and entered a large hall.
"This is …?"
After sitting down, Qiongding then asked about the identity of Hua Yuntian, who was always beside Feng Hao.
This skinny old man with a calm face gave him an unparalleled deterrence. He couldn't even look at him directly. He sat quietly beside Feng Hao like a wild beast, giving off a terrifying feeling that he was about to devour someone.
"Oh, this is Elder Hua."
After being reminded, Feng Hao remembered. He glanced at the old man beside him and his restless heart calmed down.
In the West Mist Country, was there anything that a Martial Ancestor couldn't solve?
"Elder Hua?"
Qiongding's heart trembled.
Not everyone could use this surname.
Looking at Feng Hao again, he was wearing an exquisite and luxurious alchemist robe. His heart was filled with an indescribable excitement. The little guy in the past had actually become an incredible high-tier Yellow Level Alchemist. He couldn't help but wonder about the power of the Feng Clan.
Just as he was about to speak, an extremely loud noise rang out from outside the manor, causing Qiong Ding's expression to change drastically.
"Grandfather?"
Feng Hao could no longer sit still. He slowly stood up and walked to the side of the Jade Cauldron.
"They're here!"
Qiong Song gnashed his teeth as he spoke. His eyes were filled with fury. He seemed to have thought of something as his body trembled.
"Who's coming?"
Feng Hao vaguely understood that the Qiong Clan's strange behavior was related to the noise. He pursed his lips as a ferocious expression flashed across his face...
"Let's go take a look!"
Qiong Ding subconsciously glanced at Hua Yuntian when she heard this. She calmed down a little and walked towards the door with Feng Hao's help.
At this moment, the gate of the Qiong Clan had yet to be repaired due to the fact that it had been smashed by Hua Yuntian. There were about a hundred people at the open gate, all dressed in red satin robes. Standing at the front was an old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks. He seemed to be up to no good as he said something to the guards of the Qiong Clan.
"Today, I am here on the orders of Old Master Xue to invite Old Master Qiong to attend Young Master Xue's wedding. I hope that Old Master Qiong will do me the honor!"
Although he was cupping his hands, the polite words that came out of his mouth were a little different. His small eyes narrowed as he looked at Qiong Ding and the others who were walking over. He did not hide his sarcasm at all and directly revealed it.
"Old Master Qiong, since you're here, please!"
His tone was a little harsh and threatening, causing the faces of the Qiong Clan to turn ashen. They glared at him angrily, their eyes almost spitting fire.
"Wedding?"
Feng Hao glanced at the old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks. A cold glint flashed across his eyes, but there was more doubt in his eyes.
Why did they have to force people to attend a wedding?
"I won't go even if I have to die!"
Qiong Ding's face was full of anger. His body was trembling, but his voice was extremely firm.
"Is that so?"
The old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks looked disdainful, and the fake smile on his face disappeared. "Old Master Qiong, you have to think this through. You're not the only member of the Qiong Clan. Look, there are still many people."
There was no need for words to express the threat!
"You! …"
Qiong Ding staggered and his old face trembled. "You've gone too far. You've gone too far!"
"What do you mean by going too far? Old Master Qiong, I think you've gone senile. The eldest son of the Xue Clan of Ibaraki City has taken a liking to the daughter of the Qiong Clan and wants to marry her as a concubine. That's the fortune of the Qiong Clan. It's fine if you're not grateful, but you're acting like you've been wronged. Do you think that the eldest son of the Xue Clan isn't worthy of your daughter?"
The old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks glared at him and smiled coldly. It was not without provocation. The Qiong Clan was so angry that they trembled. If it wasn't for Qiong Ding standing in front of them, they would have already rushed out.
"What right does a bastard have to be worthy of her?"
A cold voice rang out in this somewhat depressing scene, causing the smile on the old man's face, which was originally smiling sinisterly, to instantly freeze. A ruthless expression flashed across his small eyes.
Under Qiong Ding's worried gaze, Feng Hao smiled at him and gently patted the old man's arm. Then, he stepped forward and stood in front of the Qiong Clan. He smiled and looked at the old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks who was a little angry.
"Haha, what, did I say something wrong?"
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth rose as a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
As the faint laughter rang out, the pupils of the group of people behind the old man slightly tightened. They raised their eyes and looked over. At the entrance, there was a handsome young man wearing an exquisite alchemist robe casually standing there with a smile on his face. A ray of sunlight shone down and coincidentally illuminated him. At a glance, it was as warm and genial as the smile on the young man's face.
The old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks swept his gaze across the handsome face that was full of smiles. Then, his gaze stopped on the pair of pitch-black eyes. There was not the slightest hint of a smile in those eyes. Instead, they were cold and indifferent.
"Who are you?You actually dare to meddle in my Xue Clan's business?! "
When he saw the three silver-white patterns on Feng Hao's alchemist robe, his eyelids twitched and he forcefully swallowed back some of the vicious words he was about to say.
A high tier Yellow class alchemist was not someone a small butler like him could afford to offend.
"Meddle in the Xue Clan's business?"
Feng Hao's gaze swept across the group of people dressed in red satin behind the old man. Then, he narrowed his eyes and shifted his gaze to the old man with a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks. He smiled and said:
"Which daughter of the Qiong Clan are you talking about?"
Among these people, there were actually a few Martial Grandmasters, a dozen Martial Masters, and the rest were all Martial Practitioners. With such a lineup, annihilating the Qiong Clan would be a piece of cake.
Being stared at by Feng Hao's cold eyes, the old man could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. He twisted his body uncomfortably and tilted his head to look at the subordinates behind him. Only then did he regain some courage.
"Although you are an alchemist, this is not something you should meddle in!"
He tried his best to make his expression look indifferent as he spoke.
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