Mu Feng's eyes flashed with icy coldness, and he said lightly, "Is it related to Elder Su?"
"No!" the young man replied in a low voice.
"Good, keep watching them."
Hearing Mu Feng's answer, the young man hesitated slightly before asking, "Young Master, should the Feng family give them a warning?"
"The Young Master gave them three days, and it's only the first day, and they've already sent killers. What about later..."
"You don't need to worry about this matter."
"I'll go myself!"
After bowing slightly, the young man flipped over and jumped off the balcony.
The night grew deeper.
Mu Feng left the villa soundlessly.
A car parked at the villa entrance suddenly turned on its lights.
Huofeng's face broke into a smile.
Mu Feng walked over and directly opened the driver's side door: "You stay here."
"I came back wanting to be by your side at all times. Now you always have me protecting Su Nianxue, and I feel a little uncomfortable. I need your comfort."
In front of outsiders, Huofeng was like a cold blade.
But now, with only the two of them.
She directly turned off the car lights, then moved over from the passenger seat, placing her hands on Mu Feng's shoulders.
On the stunningly beautiful face that made countless people gasp, a faint blush appeared.
"I know you won't give me a reward, so I'll take it myself!"
Mu Feng only felt warmth pressing down on him.
As soon as he extended his hands, they were grasped by those fair, small hands.
As those small hands guided the direction and pressed down, Mu Feng's body stiffened slightly.
Huofeng's face turned even redder, and she bit her red lips slightly, captivating in the darkness.
"I know you must be restraining yourself, but there's no need."
"Because I am yours."
After saying that, her delicate red lips lightly touched Mu Feng's face.
Then she pushed open the driver's side door and leaped out.
Leaving behind only that alluring and beautiful retreating figure.
A wry smile appeared on Mu Feng's face. He wanted to take out his phone to call that old man, but after a slight hesitation, he gave up the idea.
He knew Huofeng's temper best.
The old man's orders would likely be useless.
The car disappeared into the night.
Huofeng stood on the rooftop of the villa, gazing at the moonlight in the sky. She stuck out her small tongue, licked the corner of her lips, and a smile spread across her face.
The Feng family manor was filled with a suffocating atmosphere.
The Feng family patriarch, Feng Yong, stood by the bed, looking at his son's current state, his face filled with accumulating rage: "Hasn't the news come back yet?"
The subordinate lowered his head and said, "They probably haven't started their actions yet."
"Usually, they act when people are sleeping soundly in the dead of night."
"Tonight, I must see Mu Feng groveling before me. If I don't flay him alive, my anger will not be appeased."
Feng Jiajun's face was hideous and terrifying: "Dad, when Mu Feng gets here, I want to do it myself. And I want everyone in our villa to take turns with Su Nianxue."
"I want to watch everyone torture that pair of dog and bitch."
Feng Yong nodded: "Don't worry, anyone who dares to offend our Feng family will surely die."
"That brat managed to escape back then, and now he dares to come back. Not only will I kill him, but I will also make him die a most agonizing death, making him experience the world's most painful torment before he dies."
Father and son's eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.
Just then, a faint voice suddenly came.
"You don't need your people to invite me; I am already here."
Hearing this, the two were startled and suddenly turned their heads.
When they saw Mu Feng, their faces showed extremely ferocious hatred.
Several subordinates immediately stood in front of the Feng father and son.
The overwhelming hatred on Feng Jiajun's face turned into malicious resentment: "Mu Feng, how dare you come to our house? You're dead today!"
"No wonder there was no news before. It turns out you snuck over to our house."
"But don't worry, you'll be reunited with Su Nianxue soon."
"I've sent people to your house, and they will definitely bring Su Nianxue over. I want to utterly ravish Su Nianxue right in front of you!"
Before his vicious words had completely finished, Mu Feng's figure disappeared from his spot like a phantom.
He reappeared instantly in front of Feng Jiajun.
With one hand gripping his neck, he lifted him directly from the bed.
His icy gaze was devoid of any emotion, and the force in his hand kept increasing.
"How dare you!" Feng Yong roared.
The Feng family members also rushed forward immediately.
They had already drawn daggers and lunged towards Mu Feng's vital points.
Now, they were desperate, whether or not they could kill Mu Feng.
At the very least, they had to save their young master first.
Mu Feng swept out a leg.
The lunged daggers were kicked away, and his foot also kicked into the faces of those people.
Five or six people were directly kicked unconscious on the spot.
Slowly, blood was seen flowing from their seven orifices.
And his hand still hadn't let go.
"Quickly release my son. Do you think our Feng family only has these people?"
"If you don't release my son now, you will die miserably!"
A mocking smile appeared on Mu Feng's face: "If I let your son go now, will this matter be forgotten?"
Feng Yong could no longer care about anything else and immediately said, "I promise you, as long as you let go of my son, I will consider this matter closed, and from now on, there will be no more grudges between us."
"Good!" Mu Feng directly threw him out.
Feng Jiajun crashed into a sofa, rolled a few times, and hit the wall before stopping.
The fear of almost suffocating completely filled his face.
Coughing accompanied by gasping, his lungs felt as if they were being pricked by needles.
Feng Yong's heart was filled with boundless rage, almost exploding: "Mu Feng, you are truly naive."
"No wonder you dared to boast that you would come to my Feng family in three days."
"Do you think I would really let you go?"
He directly took out a weapon from his body, protected his son behind him, and aimed the weapon at Mu Feng.
His face showed an extremely ferocious expression: "No matter how skilled you are, you cannot dodge the weapon in my hand."
"Now, all I need to do is gently pull the trigger to kill you."
"Kneel down and kowtow, kowtow heavily, and I can spare your dog's life."
"After all, you said you would come to my family in three days, and this news has spread, letting everyone know that you came to my house on your knees, kowtowing in greeting."
Feng Yong's words were as if squeezed from between his teeth.
Mu Feng, however, smiled: "I originally gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."