When the members of the branch family heard this, they couldn't help but fall to their knees and cry out in grief.
Feng Jiajun even cried out and kowtowed to Mu Feng, "We had no idea about this matter; it was the doing of the previous generation. I personally sent my grandfather on his way.
Now my father is also dying, and you have already avenged yourself!
Please, grant us a way to live. We will do anything you ask, even if it means becoming your dogs and biting whoever you tell us to bite.
Our Feng family, hundreds of us, will follow your lead."
The others echoed the same sentiments, begging Mu Feng to spare their lives.
Mu Feng glanced at them, then turned to look at the distinguished guests present.
A chilling smile appeared on his face. With a flick of his cloak, he turned and walked away.
Without any pronouncements, their hearts were filled with both unease and dread.
Xiao Qi, with an extremely sinister smile on his face, declared, "With so many people here, my fishing net won't be enough!"
His words caused everyone present to tremble with fear. Some even lost control of their bodily functions on the spot.
The distinguished guests had completely lost their composure.
"Alright, stop crying. I didn't say I would flay you alive. I was just playing a joke on you. However, if the news of this place reaches a thousand ears, then it will be more than just flaying."
"I will keep you all alive, and once your skin has recovered, I will continue bit by bit."
"Don't doubt my words. I always do as I say."
"Actually, you people from the Fang family."
"Remember my words, or you will suffer the most miserable death!"
He threw the knife in his hand to the ground.
It lodged in the earth, its handle still vibrating.
After Xiao Qi and his men had all left, the hall remained as silent as a pin drop.
No one spoke. The events of today had completely shattered their understanding of fear.
Now, they had only one thought: they had walked through the gates of hell. The events of today must never be revealed to outsiders, or they would all die.
Feng Jiajun leaped from the ground and rushed to Feng Yong.
"Dad, what do we do? I'll call an ambulance for you right now!"
"No need!"
Feng Yong's voice trembled, "I know my condition clearly. More than eighty percent of my skin is damaged. Even if I go to the hospital, it will only be suffering.
Pick up the knife and give me a quick end.
If you kill me yourself, perhaps Mu Feng will no longer trouble you, and I will at least die a swift death."
Feng Jiajun took a few steps back upon hearing this,
his face filled with terror.
"I... I can't do that. You're my own father!"
A self-deprecating smile flickered across Feng Yong's face, "When you killed your own grandfather just now, you didn't seem to hesitate at all?"
"Kill me, and Mu Feng will trust you. He won't trouble you again."
"This is the last thing I can do for you."
He was desperate to die.
The pain from his injuries tormented him constantly. It was only his strong will that kept him from screaming out.
But at that moment, a cold voice echoed from outside: "Anyone who dares to kill him will be prepared to take his place."
These casual words sent a shiver down everyone's spine.
Only then did they realize that those men had not left but were guarding the villa's exterior.
Soon, someone entered with agreements, throwing them before everyone.
"Remember, if any one of you leaks this secret, you will all die. Sign this confidentiality agreement!"
The others dared not resist. They quickly wrote their names and pressed their handprints.
When they were told they could leave, they wished they had more legs to run faster.
Within minutes, only the Feng family members remained in the villa hall.
Feng Jiajun's voice trembled violently, "Mu Feng didn't say he would kill us. What is the meaning of this? Surrounding us, do you intend to exterminate the entire Feng family?"
Xiao Qi glared at him, "I have no interest in wasting time with a good-for-nothing like you here."
"However, I will leave someone to keep a close watch on you. Make sure to do your best to save Feng Yong. Letting him die immediately would be too easy for him. He should at least lie in the intensive care unit for over a month."
"The sooner he dies, the sooner one person from your Feng family will die. As for who it will be, that will be random!"
With that, Xiao Qi left, his hands clasped behind his back.
Everyone gasped and rushed to prevent Feng Yong from taking his own life.
Meanwhile, Mu Feng had dismissed everyone.
His eyes were as calm as still water, showing no ripples.
He slowly placed a stack of spirit money into a basin and began to burn it. Gazing at the dense rows of tombstones, many of which were overgrown with weeds.
"Only seven years have passed, and the tombstones have become so desolate!"
"Young master, according to our investigation, the young madam used to visit here often to sweep the graves, always identifying herself as your wife."
Mu Feng nodded, a warmth spreading through his heart.
He said nothing at that moment, quietly burning the paper money.
Once it had all burned away, he took the sickle from Xiao Qi and began clearing the weeds.
While the events at the Feng family were not leaked,
the death of Old Master Feng and Feng Yong's tragic state had indeed spread.
The entire Qinghai was shaken.
Countless people speculated about who had troubled the Feng family. Those who had attended the banquet, however, remained tight-lipped.
Whenever the events of that day were mentioned, their faces would turn pale, and their pupils would contract violently.
Some would even fly into a rage, treating the matter as a taboo.
However, some had already guessed the inside story.
At this moment, in the Su family villa, Madam Su's face was filled with deep worry.
Having lived such a long life, she did not wish to die.
But the changes at the Feng family had shown her Mu Feng's ruthlessness. He would certainly not allow his enemies to live.
"Mu Feng, you must have learned some news from that old fogey of the Feng family. Now, I can only strike first."
A ferocious and twisted expression appeared on her face, resembling old tree bark.
After going upstairs, she directly retrieved a yellowed piece of paper from the safe. On it, only a string of numbers was written.