This woman was Feng Tongpu's elder sister, Feng Yuer.
Feng Tongpu feared only two people: one was his grandfather, Feng Dadian, and the other was his sister, Feng Yuer.
Facing his sister's questioning, Feng Tongpu stammered, his words unclear.
It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but rather he felt he couldn't.
After all, this was a matter concerning a Saint Emperor; how could he dare to gossip.
His ability to stand here unharmed filled him with immense gratitude towards Xia Feng, and it was also a result of his grandfather's years of good deeds and accumulated virtue that his life was spared.
Fortunately, he wasn't a bad person. While he enjoyed his indulgences, he didn't commit evil deeds, otherwise, he too would not have escaped death.
Feng Tongpu felt that after experiencing a brush with death, he had become much calmer when facing any situation.
Even now, facing his sister's interrogation, he wasn't as flustered as before.
Seeing Feng Tongpu's hesitant response, Feng Yuer asked again, "Quickly tell me what happened. Have you gotten bolder, not even listening to me?"
"Sister, please don't ask. Just know that this marriage alliance is off," Feng Tongpu said with some difficulty.
"The more you say that, the more interested I become."
Instead of dispelling her curiosity, Feng Yuer's interest grew. She then rose and walked towards Feng Tongpu, a teasing smile on her face, and asked again, "I'll give you another chance to explain yourself properly, or I'll have to practice my moves on you."
Feng Yuer's cultivation realm was far superior to that of the playboy Feng Tongpu; beating him up was like child's play for her.
This was also why Feng Tongpu feared his sister, having been thrashed countless times since childhood.
Watching his sister approach step by step, Feng Tongpu quickly retreated a pace and shouted, "Sister, don't force me. And there's no benefit to you knowing about this."
Feng Tongpu began to feel a bit scared as Feng Yuer pressed closer.
The childhood trauma of being beaten swept over him, fearing he would be beaten again.
"Speak up," Feng Yuer said without preamble, reaching out and pinching Feng Tongpu's ear, her expression clearly conveying that she wouldn't let go until he spoke.
Feng Tongpu felt truly helpless, caught between a rock and a hard place.
It wasn't that he didn't want to say, but it was genuinely inconvenient. Now, cornered by his sister, he had no choice but to say resignedly:
"Sister, I'm not worthy of her. And Grandpa already said this marriage alliance is void."
Feng Tongpu couldn't explain everything clearly and could only speak in a way that was half-understood.
Feng Yuer's expression turned displeased upon hearing this. "You're my brother, there's no such thing as being unworthy. While Liu Chan is indeed very strong and outstanding, you're not bad either. You are a male descendant of our Feng family, and your future prospects won't be worse than Liu Chan's. Why would she look down on you?"
Feng Tongpu was Feng Dadian's grandson, a third-generation member of the Feng family, and his future would naturally not be bleak.
He was still young, and his strength could gradually improve. When Feng Tongpu truly applied himself, his progress would naturally be substantial.
However, Feng Yuer couldn't understand why Grandpa would step in and declare the marriage alliance void.
Didn't Grandpa himself approve of this marriage alliance?
"Why did Grandpa say this marriage alliance is void?" Feng Yuer continued to question.
"Sister, please stop asking," Feng Tongpu replied, unwilling to say more.
"What do you mean by keeping this from me? Even if there are things you can't say, tell me. Can I possibly tell a third person?" Feng Yuer's expression turned serious.
The more he acted like this, the more curious she became.
Feng Tongpu hesitated for a moment. Looking at his sister, he said sternly, "Sister, if I tell you, you absolutely must not tell anyone else, or I'll be in grave danger, possibly losing my life."
Feng Yuer nodded seriously and replied, "Don't worry, your sister's lips are the tightest."
"Sigh..." Feng Tongpu sighed, and then slowly began to explain:
"Sister, I offended an expert at the Great Perfection of Saint Emperor realm. Liu Chan belongs to him. My survival is entirely thanks to Grandpa's years of accumulated virtue and good deeds."
Feng Yuer's expression froze.
Great Perfection of Saint Emperor?
"You said Great Perfection of Saint Emperor? Are there people with such power in the Saint Realm?" Feng Yuer's eyes widened.
Great Perfection of Saint Emperor was already inconceivable, and what's more, his own brother had offended such a person.
If what Feng Tongpu said was true, then it was truly terrifying.
However, Feng Yuer still found it somewhat hard to believe.
Great Perfection of Saint Emperor, you couldn't just meet someone like that by chance.
What's more, the Saint Realm might not even have someone at the Great Perfection of Saint Emperor level.
Seeing the shock in his sister's eyes, Feng Tongpu nodded, confirming, "Sister, everything I've said is the absolute truth, not a single word is false. I personally saw Grandpa kneel before him, too terrified to speak, and Grandpa uttered the words 'Great Perfection of Saint Emperor'."
Feng Yuer swallowed hard. Although it was difficult to believe, there wasn't much inconsistency in what Feng Tongpu said.
As Feng Yuer was expressing her amazement, sounds from outside the door suddenly echoed, and Feng Dadian entered, leading Xia Feng.
Seeing Xia Feng's arrival, Feng Tongpu was paralyzed with fear, his gaze fixed on the entering Xia Feng with terror.
Feng Yuer also looked curiously towards the doorway, seeing a very young man, with her grandfather displaying an obsequious attitude, showing great respect to the young man.
As Feng Yuer pondered, Feng Tongpu's lips trembled slightly as he spoke:
"He... he... the Great Perfection of Saint Emperor is him."