Mu Feng delivered a direct kick.
Feng Yong was sent flying backward and landed on the ground, his head hitting the floor hard enough to make stars appear in his eyes and his vision blur.
Before he could even react, Mu Feng's foot was already on his arm.
The pressure from the foot began to increase gradually.
"Crack!"
The sound of bone breaking echoed.
The piercing pain made Feng Yong cry out in agony.
Mu Feng's foot did not move, instead shifting upwards.
The sound of bone breaking rang out again.
His expression was like that of ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years.
When the third bone snapped, Feng Yong could no longer endure it. He screamed hoarsely, "Please, stop! I'll talk!"
"Back then, I wasn't part of the plan to attack your family; I was there to stop the Wang family, to prevent them from providing you with any convenience."
"Old Master Wang did go, but I intercepted him halfway. More than half of the people he brought with him died in that incident."
"The downfall of the Wang family later was also orchestrated by our Feng family."
"I've told you everything. Give me a swift end!"
Mu Feng let out a cold laugh. "Is that all?"
"Have you forgotten what you said earlier? Besides you, who else was involved?"
His chilling words made Feng Yong shudder.
Mu Feng hadn't done anything, yet his calm gaze sent a shiver down Feng Yong's spine.
After a slight hesitation, Feng Yong gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I tell you, you probably won't believe me. You might even think I'm talking nonsense."
"I don't know many participants. In this city, there are only two families."
"Besides our branch family, there's the Su family."
"Do you believe they would do such a thing?"
Feng Yong decided to abandon all pretense and shouted, "Old Mrs. Su was one of the direct participants. Her hands are also stained with the blood of your family members."
"Besides her, there's Su Guoqiang. He was among those who accompanied me to stop the Wang family back then."
"And it was he who personally struck Old Master Wang."
"He almost died from that blow, yet would you go after Su Guoqiang?"
"Old Mrs. Su herself led people to your home. As for what they did, I'm sure you can imagine. Think about it yourself!"
"And now you're with the female lead. This is like bringing your enemy into your home. The coffins of your ancestors must be shaking!"
"Hahaha..."
He burst into maniacous laughter, a flicker of madness in his eyes.
The other members of the Feng family looked extremely grim. Someone couldn't hold back, rushing forward, grabbing Feng Yong by the hair, and slamming his head against the ground.
"Shut up! How dare you laugh now? Do you want our entire branch family to be buried with you?"
"You committed such heinous acts back then, bringing unimaginable disaster upon our branch family. And now, you still haven't repented."
Mu Feng's voice was cold. "Let him go!"
The person who had lunged forward quickly recoiled and knelt on the ground obediently.
Feng Yong's eyes were bleeding, but he looked up at Mu Feng with a twisted smile.
"I'm telling the truth, and what happens today will spread. Unless you kill everyone here, there's no secret that won't come out."
"Everyone will say that you married your enemy, and when they talk about you behind your back, they'll call you an unfilial son!"
"If you have the guts, kill me directly. I never expected you to spare me anyway. Killing me would be a quick end."
"A quick end?"
Mu Feng's face showed a mocking smile. "If you had honestly revealed the truth, perhaps I would have given you a quick end, a peaceful departure."
"But now, I've changed my mind."
"Go find a fishing net."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yong's pupils constricted sharply. "What do you intend to do?"
"Don't you already know?" Mu Feng asked calmly. "You used to like tormenting people, and you were especially skilled at using fishing nets on them, cutting off flesh piece by piece."
"If I hadn't investigated you thoroughly, no one might have discovered your peculiar hobby."
"And you particularly liked targeting young, beautiful girls."
"As it happens, I obtained a piece of footage. Let's all enjoy it here."
As his voice fell, someone immediately activated a player.
On the villa's screen, a scene that was extremely unsettling immediately appeared.
It showed a woman in her twenties, tightly bound by a fishing net, with visible marks already forming.
Soon, Feng Yong appeared in the frame, his็ฐ็ face making viewers feel as if they were looking at a demon crawled from hell.
He held a sharp, small knife.
His cruel laughter also emanated from within.
"Fear, I love seeing this expression on your faces. It brings me immense pleasure?"
"With each cut, you won't die. I'll even apply medicine bit by bit."
The subsequent scenes made many turn pale, even feeling nauseous.
Feng Yong trembled uncontrollably.
He was indeed somewhat perverse, and this was something he had never told anyone, except for the recordings he kept himself.
Most people who knew had already died. But how had Mu Feng obtained the footage?
"How meticulously did you investigate our branch family? Why do you have the recording I hid in my safe?"
Mu Feng offered no reply.
Xiao Qi had already retrieved the fishing net from the basement. It still bore dried bloodstains.
"This is the fishing net you used. I will now use it on you."
Screams of agony echoed through the Feng family's villa.
Mu Feng didn't act. Xiao Qi, holding a knife, made precise cuts, removing small pieces of flesh.
Everyone who witnessed this scene turned ashen, but no one felt pity, only that it was retribution!
The other members of the Feng family had already collapsed, utterly incapacitated.
Mu Feng scanned them and said coldly, "How do you think I should deal with you next?"