The man's tears streamed down like rain, and he knelt again, kowtowing, "No, Elder Brother, didn't you say you would let me go as long as I worked for you? Why are you making me take these poisons now?"
Mu Feng impatiently said, "I don't have time to explain much. Just know this: if you take it and don't work for me, if you choose to betray me, you will turn into a pile of white bones in three hours. Feel free to test me if you don't believe it!"
The man finally understood completely. The other party didn't trust him and wanted to control him with this poison.
However, pathetically, he realized he had no right to choose and could only accept.
With tears in his eyes, the man reluctantly swallowed the poison and soon felt a sharp sting.
"This medicine will enter your bloodstream in three hours. By then, even if Hua Tuo were alive, he couldn't save your life. You know what to do, right?" Mu Feng said, crossing his arms. After the man took the poison, his imposing aura subsided.
The man took a deep breath and kowtowed three more times, "I know, Elder Brother, please rest assured, I will listen to you!"
He suddenly thought of something, his face showing embarrassment, "But we don't have any walkie-talkies to contact each other. How can I notify you? My phone is monitored by the family, so I can't use it to inform you!"
Mu Feng casually tossed him a spare phone, "Use this phone!" With that, he left the scene.
The man, as if his bones had been removed, slumped to the ground. It took him considerable effort to get back up.
The celebration banquet soon began. The host on stage passionately recounted Mu Feng's deeds.
However, Mu Feng, seated below, had a blank expression. The venue was filled with a sense of danger, and many people harbored ulterior motives.
When the host invited him onto the stage, he merely went through the motions, speaking a few casual words.
But the victim's families in the audience applauded enthusiastically, appearing deeply moved.
Especially the children, who were jumping and hopping, proclaiming Mu Feng to be their legendary Superman brother.
Hearing this, Mu Feng felt a pang of sadness. How could someone want to harm so many innocent children? Their consciences must have been eaten by dogs.
At this moment, a mysterious figure, without anyone noticing, quietly entered the VIP lounge.
This mysterious figure was none other than Sun Tianque, who had instigated Ouyang Zhi.
He narrowed his eyes, crossed his arms, and thought to himself, "This is your end, kid. My Longevity Demonic Art formations are all set up. Once the essence blood of these children is completely drained, it will be your death knell. Who will be my match then?"
Sun Tianque was incredibly audacious, devising a plan to gather the children and even setting up some demonic formation within the hotel.
However, he was unaware that his every move was being monitored by Mu Feng.
The man who had been acting as a lookout, the moment Sun Tianque appeared, immediately informed Mu Feng of his location via his phone.
He lowered his head and approached the man, whispering, "Is there any unusual activity?"
The man immediately shook his head, "No, Patriarch. Do you have any instructions now?"
"You stay here. I'm going to the banquet hall's backstage to activate the formation!"
"Seal off the backstage immediately during this time. No one is allowed to enter and disturb me, or you will be held responsible!"
How could Sun Tianque know that the man's phone was currently on a call, and the recipient was Mu Feng?
Mu Feng heard their entire conversation, word for word.
The man clasped his hands, "Patriarch, please rest assured, no one will get in. You can go in with confidence!"
"Excellent. Your contribution will be significant once this is accomplished. You will not be shortchanged in rewards!"
Sun Tianque patted his shoulder as if no one else was around, then walked straight towards the backstage.
Since Mu Feng had never seen him, he was somewhat reckless, not showing any reservation.
Upon reaching the backstage, Sun Tianque let out a triumphant laugh.
"What a bunch of fools! Such a simple scheme to gather you all. Truly, heaven is aiding me!"
"Father, perhaps you also paved the way for my success. If you hadn't died, how could I be where I am today? So, your death was not in vain!"
Sun Tianque was in exceptionally good spirits, his smile almost leaping from his face.
"Of course, I, your son, will avenge you. After all, I am a very filial son."
He licked his lips, sat down on the floor, and began chanting, his hands constantly forming hand seals.
"Kid, you're doomed. I'll make you understand that some people cannot be offended, and meddling has no good outcome!"
Sun Tianque muttered to himself, his voice low, as if no one could hear him.
However, a voice from outside the backstage nearly made him freeze in shock.
"Is that so? I wouldn't call this meddling!" The speaker was Mu Feng, who slowly walked in.
Upon seeing him, Sun Tianque's pupils widened in disbelief, "When did you get in? Who are you..."
Before he could finish, he saw the man who had been on lookout walk in.
He instantly understood everything and roared, "You traitor? How dare you betray the Sun family!"
The man pointed a finger at his nose and berated him, "Sun Tianque, you shameless wretch, how many more god-forsaken things do you intend to do? Your descendants will all feel ashamed of you for this!"
Sun Tianque sneered, "Is my name one that a nobody like you can just utter? Restrain him immediately, and don't let him touch my formation!"
He couldn't move rashly now; if the formation was disrupted, all his efforts would be in vain.
However, the man clearly had no intention of turning back, coldly snorting, "I think you are the real useless one. Do you think I will still listen to you now?"
Mu Feng said jokingly, "To reach your level is also a form of tragedy. Hurry and dismantle the formation, perhaps I can even leave you a complete corpse!"
Sun Tianque's qi and blood churned with anger. He dared not say more, continuously forming hand seals, attempting to activate the formation as quickly as possible.
However, Mu Feng was no pushover and certainly wouldn't allow him to cause trouble.
"You dare to mess around in front of me? Break!"
He let out a cold snort, lunged forward, and unleashed a powerful palm strike.
Sun Tianque didn't even have time to react. He was hit directly in the chest, flying up like a kite with a broken string, and smashing heavily onto the ceiling.