Feng Tongtong gritted her teeth, her eyes full of hatred: "She publicly harmed my second sister and humiliated me in every way. This matter can never be let go! I'll go settle the score with her now!"
As she turned to step away, a hand pulled her back.
Feng Qingcheng struggled to move her eyelids, enduring the intense pain and shaking her head: "No."
If the King of Hell were to know that Feng Ninghe had acted against her to avenge the past, the matter of her being cut open.
She feared the King of Hell might become suspicious, leading him to connect it to Si Xinxin's true identity.
"Why not?"
Madam Zhang was the first to speak: "Even if she has the King of Hell backing her, she can't be this reckless! Everything must be done according to reason!"
Feng Qingcheng lowered her gaze and explained in a low voice: "We are no match for Feng Ninghe. My injury cannot be hidden, so people just need to know I'm injured. They don't need to know where I'm injured."
She was afraid of causing further trouble.
Feng Tongtong gritted her teeth and lifted her clothes, revealing her abdomen. A winding, ferocious scar ran across it.
Feng Qingcheng's scars were even more severe, with a total of ten!
Madam Zhang's gaze immediately darkened, her fists clenched tightly: "Feng Ninghe did it on purpose. She just wants to make things difficult for us!"
Feng Qingcheng trembled with anger, her abdominal injuries worsening: "I only scratched her abdomen back then, and now she's retaliating tenfold in secret! This vicious woman!"
Feng Tongtong paced anxiously: "This slut has bullied us to this extent, how can we swallow this insult!"
Now, the entire Li Kingdom was watching them make fools of themselves.
Feng Guangyao had lost power. Originally, they thought Feng Qingcheng's arrival would change the situation, but now, even Feng Qingcheng had fallen into trouble.
The mockery grew louder and louder.
The once proud daughter of heaven was being belittled and rendered useless.
"This insult naturally cannot be swallowed!"
Feng Qingcheng's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of deep meaning dancing in them: "Have Di Wenbin come over. I have a way to draw people into the trap."
Offending Di Wenbin was equivalent to offending the Immortal Sect.
If the Sect Master of the Immortal Sect personally intervened, wouldn't Feng Ninghe have to bow and scrape?
As for the King of Hell, he wouldn't be by her side all the time. As long as she caught him off guard, it would be easy to crush her.
A single sentence brought a smile to Madam Zhang's face, and she instantly understood her meaning.
Shi Wan.
Chi Xia was severely injured. Feng Ninghe ordered the other maids to take her away to rest.
Xiao Zhao affectionately jumped onto Feng Ninghe's shoulder, its snow-white fur gently brushing against her neck. Its bright blue eyes sparkled.
Master, this Feng Qingcheng truly deserves it.
If it weren't for the presence of the two disciples from the Immortal Sect, Feng Qingcheng wouldn't have been able to leave so easily.
Feng Ninghe casually stroked Xiao Zhao, her gaze lowered to conceal the hatred in her heart.
What she wanted to avenge was not just her own.
It was also for her parents, and her brother who died in an 'accident'. Their revenge could only be taken by her.
*Clap clap!*
A crisp clapping sound echoed.
On a large tree, a figure sat quietly.
The man's long fingers gently swayed a bone fan, his lips curved upwards, and his soft face bore a gentle smile.
"I didn't expect Sixth Master to have a habit of peeping."
Feng Ninghe looked up at the figure before her.
Su Hongxiu's expression was full of meaning, clearly having enjoyed the show.
He leaped down from the tree with ease, speaking unhurriedly: "I came to ask if your pills were ready, but I happened to witness this scene. As expected of the eldest daughter of the Feng family, her demeanor is exactly like that of the Duke of Zhenguo back then."
Feng Ninghe sat casually on a stone stool, quietly watching Su Hongxiu: "It's just an eye for an eye."
"You're not afraid of provoking the Immortal Sect's retaliation. Such courage is admirable."
Su Hongxiu spoke his thoughts directly.
Feng Ninghe's cultivation was only at the Nascent Soul stage, which was not enough to contend with the Immortal Sect.
The Immortal Sect had plenty of Nascent Soul cultivators, and many with higher cultivation.
This statement caused Feng Ninghe to secretly clench her fists. She had not forgotten that Feng Qingcheng had the entire Immortal Sect behind her.
She still had many enemies...
Feng Ninghe casually glanced up at Su Hongxiu, her expression calm, as if she didn't take these matters to heart: "When the soldiers come, we'll block them; when the water comes, we'll cover it. Even if I don't make a move, they will, so it's better to go all out."
The weak are bullied by the strong. She had deeply understood this lesson five years ago.
Su Hongxiu did not hide the admiration in his eyes and nodded slightly, appreciating her words: "That's true. By the way, your relationship with the King of Hell seems unusual."
Mentioning the King of Hell made her head ache.
In the entire Li Kingdom, it was likely that everyone misunderstood her as being associated with the King of Hell.
Feng Ninghe waved her hand, denying it: "I have nothing to do with him. That man is a lunatic."
Even after spending some time together, she still couldn't see through Si Jianye.
This simple explanation caused Su Hongxiu's lips to curve upwards imperceptibly.
Seeing Feng Ninghe's expression, he immediately understood the situation.
Perhaps it was Si Jianye's whim that led him to say those words.
Su Hongxiu lowered his gaze and gently advised: "Si Jianye has made countless enemies. If not for his immense strength, he would have been defeated long ago. This person is unpredictable and difficult to fathom. He is by no means a good match."
Feng Ninghe was slightly stunned, somewhat confused as to why Sixth Master would say such a thing. She turned to look at him: "Sixth Master, did you come here just to say this?"
Su Hongxiu was in a good mood, a hint of joy on his face, and said generously: "Of course not. I'm here to tell you that since you are my friend, you can seek help from the Willow Mask Pavilion if anything happens."
The Willow Mask Pavilion had vast influence, not only deeply rooted in Li Kingdom but also in Jinling.
She still couldn't see through Su Hongxiu's cultivation, but she was certain that his cultivation was definitely above hers.
If she ever needed help, Su Hongxiu might indeed be able to assist.
She immediately nodded in acknowledgment, expressing her gratitude: "Then thank you, Sixth Master. I hope that day never comes."
She disliked owing favors, especially now that she owed Su Hongxiu a favor.
After a brief conversation, Su Hongxiu did not stay long and departed.
Xiao Zhao blinked its bright blue eyes, a hint of doubt in them.
Master, wasn't the Pavilion Master of the Willow Mask Pavilion always busy? Why is he free to visit today?
Feng Ninghe shook her head slightly, indicating she didn't know.
Suddenly, a gust of strong wind swept through.
A powerful aura permeated Shi Wan.
Xiao Zhao's brows furrowed warily, its fur involuntarily standing on end.
Master!
This aura is very familiar! It seems to be the King of Hell's!
As Xiao Zhao's voice fell, a low, cold male voice slowly sounded: "This little beast remembers this Lord."
Feng Ninghe's skin instantly broke out in goosebumps.
Si Jianye's face was slightly cold. He was not wearing a mask, and his chiseled features looked like the most exquisite creation of heaven.
His appearance also caused Feng Ninghe to frown deeply: "Today is truly lively."