Ji Shi Yu Ben Zun

Chapter 67 Participants

Mu Feng’s face showed a cold smile, "Isn't it more exciting to watch you dogs bite each other?"

"I don't need to guarantee anything to you, nor do I need to explain. The Feng family has done what they've done, and now their retribution has arrived."

"It's already a blessing that I haven't uprooted your Feng family completely."

"I've given you a chance. If you don't know how to cherish it, then I can only err on the side of caution and kill rather than spare."

As his voice fell, the men in black in the hall raised their weapons, aiming at everyone from the Feng family.

Each had a target.

Red dots were directly imprinted on their foreheads.

Under the shroud of mortal danger, their faces revealed expressions of extreme terror.

Feng Jiajun was simultaneously targeted by three or four red dots, his face filled with despair. His voice was laced with hysteria.

"Mu Feng, why did you go back on your word? In front of so many distinguished guests from various circles, aren't you afraid of being laughed at once this gets out?"

His anger received no response.

Only one red dot slowly moved down to his knee, and then with a *thud*, a bullet flew out.

"Ah!"

Feng Jiajun clutched his leg, wailing.

Mu Feng raised his wrist, glanced at the time, and said in a voice as cold as a knife, "You have one minute to consider. You can choose not to speak."

"Since none of you are willing to step forward and take responsibility, then!"

Mu Feng’s hand was already raised.

The surrounding men in black placed their fingers on the triggers.

Their eyes were filled with ferocious killing intent.

A torrent of murderous aura spread out, making everyone present feel suffocated.

Countless people were drenched in cold sweat.

They were now more afraid that Mu Feng would kill them too.

Most of them were encountering such a situation for the first time in their lives, with only a small fraction managing to maintain a semblance of composure.

"Dad, if we're talking about who knew this news, then it's only you."

"You were the one who spent the most time with Grandpa, so please don't hide. Just tell us what happened back then!"

"Who else is there?"

Feng Jiajun truly felt fear now. He would rather have his hands stained with blood than die. His life had just begun, and there was an inexhaustible fortune waiting for him from the Feng Group. If he were to lose his life now, it would be the most frustrating thing.

Feng Yong had been hiding in the back, as he didn't believe Mu Feng would truly leave no one alive from the Feng family. After all, considering Mu Feng's status, he wouldn't do something so excessive. However, he hadn't expected to be betrayed by his own son. Enraged, he jumped up and kicked his son's head, roaring angrily, "I know nothing! It was the old man who controlled everything back then."

"I was only recently assigned as his assistant to help. Many people know about this matter."

As Feng Yong spoke, he took a few quick steps forward and knelt directly before Mu Feng with a thud.

"I know we've been too excessive recently with our actions. I apologize and admit my mistakes here. Please give our Feng family another chance."

"We will never do anything excessive again. Please give us a chance to start anew!"

His words made the other members of the Feng family look pleadingly. Everyone wanted to find the person behind it, as only by doing so could the matter be thoroughly resolved. When facing death, even the slightest glimmer of hope would be pursued without hesitation.

At this moment, the others from the Feng family also started shouting.

"Feng Yong, when that incident happened seven years ago, you went out with the Old Master."

"What exactly did you do together?"

The speaker was Feng Yong's brother. He crawled forward a few steps, then looked at Mu Feng with pleading in his eyes, saying expectantly, "I know some of the situation."

"If I tell you, can you spare my life?"

Mu Feng nodded slowly.

"My elder brother left with my father overnight seven years ago. My father returned at dawn, while my brother came back in the middle of the night, covered in quite a bit of blood."

"I was startled when he returned. I asked him where he had been, but he didn't tell me. If anyone knows this matter best, it's him."

Mu Feng then showed a smile. "You've done very well. From now on, your life is guaranteed."

As his voice fell, the red dots on the man instantly shifted, all converging on Feng Yong.

Feng Yong's eyes widened in fury as he looked at his own brother, his teeth nearly grinding to dust.

"I wasn't going to handle this matter at that time, but to meet with other families..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Xiao Qi directly pointed a cold weapon at his head.

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The other members of the Feng family also began to speak about Feng Yong's various suspicious activities back then. Many clues from that year had been deliberately erased.

It was very difficult to thoroughly investigate the matter. Previously, no one had pressured the Feng family elder, as they were not extremely wicked people and wouldn't harm an eighty-year-old man.

Mu Feng had already known that Feng Yong was involved in the events of that year. That was why he had allowed Feng Jiajun to kill the old man without intervening.

Feng Jiajun's fierce gaze then shifted. He picked up a dagger from the side, gritted his teeth, and said, "Dad, a debt must be paid, and a life for a life. This is an eternal principle."

"What you and Grandpa did back then should have a price."

"You can't drag all of us, the collateral branches, down with you."

"If you don't speak now, we might all die with you."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yong collapsed to the ground, his face as pale as paper. He looked up at Mu Feng, his eyes filled with a desperate longing for survival. "If I tell you, can you spare my life?"

Mu Feng looked at him with a half-smile, "The direction you are kneeling now is to the southeast."

"And there lie the lives of hundreds of my Mu family members."

"Do you think I will spare you?"

This rhetorical question extinguished all hope in his heart.

Feng Yong's voice trembled as he said, "I can tell you who was involved in this matter back then. Please spare my life!"