Du Weicai's face showed extreme fear.
The killing intent had already enveloped him, like Mount Tai crushing down.
It felt as if his neck was being held by an invisible hand.
His breathing stopped completely at this moment, his pupils contracting violently, and he retreated backward step by step. However, the table behind him had already hit his waist, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.
"Don't do anything reckless. I've already apologized. What more do you want?"
"Do you really need me to bow my head and beg for mercy to be satisfied?"
"If what happens today gets out, people will only say you are impolite and have no upbringing."
Mu Feng curved his lips into a cold smile. Even at this point, Du Weicai was still playing his little tricks.
"Will you let what happened today get out?"
"Besides, the slap has already been delivered. Do you still care about making me kneel and beg for mercy?"
"I said I would make you feel pain, and I will certainly do as I say."
"If I hurt you and you still don't learn your lesson, then, hehe!"
He didn't continue the rest of his words. The few silver needles in his hand were released.
Du Weicai felt currents of electricity coursing through his entire body, as if they were turning into steam, pricking and stinging deep within his marrow.
The pain throughout his body continuously converged and intensified.
It made him feel a pain he had never experienced before, spreading throughout his body, his muscles spasming.
The intense pain twisted his face into a hideous grimace.
"Ah..."
A heart-wrenching scream suddenly erupted from his mouth.
At this moment, he finally understood the pain his son had endured.
He didn't want to bear it for another second. Without any hesitation, he struggled to get up.
Then, his legs suddenly bent, and with a bang, he knelt on the ground.
"Please, I know I was wrong. Spare me!"
"What I said just now was truly without any killing intent, just out of anger."
"I truly know I made a mistake now. Please give me another chance. I promise such a thing will never happen again."
"I also know what pain is, and I will no longer force Jiao Jiao to marry anyone."
"Please let me go!"
After speaking, Du Weicai immediately kowtowed repeatedly.
Mu Feng's figure slowly disappeared.
Only an afterimage remained in his place, along with a sentence.
"I hope you truly know pain. If a similar situation occurs again, you cannot bear the consequences."
As the voice faded, Du Weicai almost collapsed from the pain. He couldn't help but cry out with a piercing wail, "I've already knelt down and apologized to you, why aren't you letting me go?"
"Don't go!"
"Don't let me continue to feel this intense pain, I can't bear it!"
He wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't even stand up yet. Because of the heart-wrenching pain, he couldn't help but fall back to the ground.
However, he was still crawling outwards.
The pain felt as if his soul was placed on a grinding stone, being slowly ground into dust.
Every second felt like an eternity to him.
Mu Feng's voice came from a distance.
"This pain will last for about forty minutes at most. Even your son could endure it, so I believe with your willpower, you can certainly survive."
"If you really can't bear this pain, you can take your own life to find release."
"You don't know pain yet. After enduring this pain, you will know what true suffering is."
Hearing this, Du Weicai's face gradually contorted, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes.
"Mu Feng, you're trying to torture me to death!"
"You just wait!"
He had many more words he wanted to say, but at this moment, the intense pain caused his muscles to spasm, and only screams came out.
Some of the servants who saw the situation were already hiding in a corner, trembling with fear.
The terrifying figure from before dared to attack their master without hesitation. What about them, mere subordinates?
If they had dared to intervene, they would have been seeking death.
Du Chao then staggered to his feet and quickly ran to his father's side.
"Dad, I have experience. This pain will last for more than forty minutes at most. It definitely won't kill anyone. You just need to grit your teeth and endure it."
"From now on, we should stop trying to deal with Mu Feng. He's a madman with ruthless methods."
"If we make another move against him, we won't even know how we died."
When Du Weicai heard this, he suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, filled with a hatred so palpable it was almost tangible.
"What did you say?"
"You're telling me not to trouble him anymore?"
"Are you on his side or mine?"
"Mu Feng has caused us such immense pain, and you tell me not to trouble him?"
"Are you truly scared by him?"
Du Weicai unleashed all his anger at this moment.
In his eyes, resentment and hatred grew even deeper.
Now, he had only one thought: he must make Mu Feng suffer a punishment a million times more painful than his own. Only then could his surging rage be quelled.
Moreover, he didn't need to act himself.
As long as he found a way to transfer Mu Feng's animosity to someone else, he could simply sit back and reap the benefits.
No matter who Mu Feng became an enemy of, the ultimate outcome would always be the same: certain death.
His eyes flashed with anger, while Du Chao was genuinely frightened and dared not say another word, his mind racing with other thoughts.
The pain in Du Weicai's body lasted for a full forty minutes before slowly subsiding. At this moment, he was like someone pulled out of water, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.
The resentment and hatred were almost solidified.
"Mu Feng, I will make your life worse than death sooner or later!"
As he roared these furious words, a mocking laugh echoed from outside the door.
"Old Du, who has angered you so much?"
"Tell me who bullied you, and I'll directly help you get revenge."
Upon hearing this voice, Du Weicai was slightly stunned but quickly reacted.
His face showed ecstatic joy, which immediately turned into extremely wronged, pained cries.
"Young Master Deng, you're finally here! You must avenge me!"
As he said this, he knelt down.
At this moment, his hatred for Mu Feng had reached its peak. He had only one thought in his mind.
Revenge was a must.