Then he said coldly, "Madam Zi Yi, or perhaps, I should call you Princess Zi Yun.
Your heart aches for Liu Xun Ran, and it is your own concern that a white-haired person sends off a black-haired one. Please do not involve this King's Consort in your affairs.
This King's father-in-law is Tian Feng Cheng En Gong Lu Zhen Ting, and this King's mother-in-law is Madam Cheng En Gong, former Princess An Yang of Xi Liang, Xiao Liang Yin.
They are all people who sacrificed their lives for the common folk of the world.
What relation do Liu Han Yan and Nan Gong Che, whom you speak of, have to us?
Do not dare to compare Nan Gong Che, that good-for-nothing who relies on his wife, and Liu Han Yan, that harlot, to them.
You are insulting this King and this King's Consort. Should this happen again, this King will not let it go so easily!"
At these words, everyone fell silent.
Wen Ji Ting stared at Feng Zi Yi in disbelief. Seeing her flushed red face, the words he wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.
Lu Qing Wan and Wu Ying looked at Si Feng Wu with admiration. She even gave Si Feng Wu a thumbs-up in front of Feng Zi Yi.
"Amazing, Your Highness. I always thought you were not eloquent. When did you secretly take a course in eloquence?"
Wu Ying nodded frantically in agreement. Looking at Feng Zi Yi's extremely embarrassed expression, this was a complete crushing defeat.
It was also quite a thrilling bit of gossip that Feng Zi Yi admired Liu Xun Ran.
She had always considered herself a professional guardian of melon seeds, yet she hadn't noticed such a huge piece of gossip.
In this light, her King seemed to be even more professional at gossiping than she was!
While a few people were still in shock, Feng Zi Yi also reacted, her face beet red as she roared, "Si Feng Wu, I am considering that you are A Wan's husband and giving you some face. You dare to spout nonsense!"
For a disciple to covet their master was, in this era of strict etiquette, more contemptible than male thieves and female prostitutes.
How could Feng Zi Yi admit it?
Si Feng Wu did not expect her to admit it anyway. Her performance alone had already determined whether it was true or false.
He sneered, "Madam Zi Yi knows in her heart whether this King is spouting nonsense or not. But if you still cannot control your mouth, this King might not know what should be said and what should not be said."
The clear threat was not hidden in the slightest.
Si Feng Wu's attitude was laid bare. If Feng Zi Yi's careless words made Lu Qing Wan uncomfortable, he could also shamelessly ruin the reputations of both Feng Zi Yi and Liu Xun Ran, whom she cared about the most.
Even if Feng Zi Yi's admiration for Liu Xun Ran was not wrong in itself, he could manually create a host of misdeeds for her.
Feng Zi Yi was completely frightened.
She knew that Si Feng Wu would do as he said.
She was not even afraid of Si Feng Wu and Lu Qing Wan attacking her, but she was extremely afraid of her hidden thoughts being revealed.
If the world knew, they would scorn the Samsara Hall, and if Liu Xun Ran knew, she would never be able to see Liu Xun Ran again in this lifetime.
After a long moment of stunned silence, unable to think of any way to salvage the situation, Si Feng Wu had already left with Lu Qing Wan.
After watching their two masters leave, Wu Ying turned towards the direction of the laboratory. With a wave of her hand, a group of black-clothed figures surrounded the laboratory and the stone chamber.
On the beach not far away, a pile of yellowed liquid slowly seeped into the sand. Upon closer inspection, it could be seen that the soaked sand roughly outlined the shape of an adult male.
...
At that time, Lu Qing Wan had already left the island with Si Feng Wu.
All matters had been dealt with, and Teng She needed to stay in the laboratory to help Wu Ying with the poison pool, so the two of them had to travel back by boat.
The small dark-roofed boat floated on the sea. There were only Si Feng Wu and Lu Qing Wan on board, along with a hidden guard acting as the boatman.
Lu Qing Wan, holding Si Feng Wu's arm, felt her gossip-mongering heart stirring, "Is it true that Madam Zi Yi fancies the Hall Master of Samsara Hall?
Did you perhaps try to trick her?
You are so bold, aren't you afraid Madam Zi Yi will fly into a rage and beat you up?"
She said it as if she were worried, but her eyes were full of burning curiosity.
Si Feng Wu covered her eyes speechlessly, "Put away the fire of gossip in your eyes, it's burning this King."
Lu Qing Wan smiled shyly. Her soft eyelashes fluttered in Si Feng Wu's palm, tickling his palm as if silently urging him on.
Immediately after, Lu Qing Wan began to urge him for gossip in various ways.
"You've only told half of this gossip, how can you take it back!
Whether it's true or false, there has to be a conclusion, right?
Speaking of which, although the Hall Master of Samsara Hall is a bit older, judging by his appearance, he is a handsome uncle with an immortal bearing!
It's quite reasonable for Madam Zi Yi to like him..."
Si Feng Wu chuckled coldly, "In terms of appearance, there's nothing unreasonable.
However, in a hereditary sect like the Samsara Hall, a romantic relationship between master and disciple is taboo.
Moreover, as far as I know, the Hall Master of Samsara Hall was deeply devoted to his deceased wife, Madam Wen. It was only when Madam Wen died protecting Liu Xun Ran during the internal strife of the Samsara Hall that Liu Xun Ran sealed his heart and love. Many women have coveted him over the years, but none have been able to get close to him.
There are also many female disciples in the Samsara Hall who wished to take a crooked path, but he crippled their internal energy and expelled them from the sect.
Feng Zi Yi is destined to not get what she wishes for."
Lu Qing Wan gasped and covered her mouth.
"Si Feng Wu, I always thought you were pure and detached. It turns out you're a closeted person who knows all the gossip in the world without leaving home!
Even I don't know these bits of gossip. Where did you hear them from?"
Although she became the Saintess of Samsara Hall unwillingly, she had been in that position for quite some time.
The people in Samsara Hall around her were like flowing water, but since she never considered herself one of them in her heart, she never paid attention to the people and affairs of Samsara Hall.
She never expected Si Feng Wu to know so much gossip about Samsara Hall, which was simply shocking to her, Lu Xiao Mo Nu, for eight hundred years.
Si Feng Wu poked his beloved wife's forehead with a chuckle, "You inexplicably became the Saintess of Samsara Hall, how could this King do nothing?
And although these matters are subtle, with a little effort, they are not entirely impossible to find out. Otherwise, how could this King have felt at ease later, allowing you to deal with them?"
Lu Qing Wan looked surprised and said, "You investigated all this and felt more at ease?"
Si Feng Wu saw her confusion and explained with a smile, "Although there are paranoid individuals like Xue Hong Yi in Samsara Hall, Liu Xun Ran is extremely clear-headed.
Except for appearing soft-hearted in the matter of Liu Han Yan, this King quite admires his style of doing things. This King believes that he is at least sincere towards you."
Lu Qing Wan agreed, "That's true. At least, apart from being too overbearing when we first met, he hasn't done anything to make me uncomfortable all these years."
Mentioning serious matters, Lu Qing Wan's gossip interest waned.
She said listlessly, "I was still wondering why the Space Laboratory would give me the reward of 'Du Zhong Sheng.' Now I know what is meant by destiny.
Kill all those people in the stone chamber. There's no need to send them back."