The people in their Dragon Temple have always been open and honest. If they really did it, they would never deny it, and they would never take the blame for others.

But even though he said this, Feng Yangu still didn't believe him, and even shouted loudly: "Don't sow discord here anymore. Don't I know the style of your Dragon Temple?"

"First, I secretly killed my eldest son Feng Mo, and then accidentally found out by my people. I was worried that I would be condemned by everyone, so I came up with such a way to slander him so as to relieve your own sins! Diver everyone's attention and pretend to be like you are doing the way for heaven."

"Your actions are truly disgusting! But those fools actually believed your words, turned to attack my son, condemned us father and son, and caused civil strife between us. Otherwise, how could Fenghuang Banner quickly decline within a few days?"

Since returning from the Dragon Temple that day, the tribes' patriarchs began to ask him whether Feng Mo had really done such a thing, and asked to check Feng Mo's corpse.

But Feng Mo is the son of Feng Yangu, the eldest son of Feng Huangqi. How could he tolerate that after he dies, he would be watched and analyzed by these old guys like this?

So no matter how the patriarchs of those tribes asked him, he refused to carry Feng Mo's body out.

But this also caused the patriarchs to distrust him and felt that he was guilty of being a thief, so he did not dare to let everyone check Feng Mo's body.

He was so angry that he had a big fight with the clan leader, and it has not eased until now.

This series of events led to their Fenghuang Banner gradually becoming disunity from the inside and even showing signs of being split. Therefore, during this period, he spent most of his time trying to find ways to contact the patriarchs and rebuild trust.

It was not until two days ago that he received the news from his subordinates that Liu Wenqin and his men came out to do the task again.

Almost instantly, he thought of the miserable situation when Feng Mo died, and regained his hatred for the people in the Dragon Temple.

So he put down other things at hand for the time being and focused on how to sneak attack and kill Liu Wenqin and others to avenge his three sons.

But what he didn't expect was that he thought for a long time and finally decided to take action. As a result, he encountered the current situation. The team of elite soldiers he brought was wiped out by the monsters within a few minutes.

Even a strong man like him could not resist so many monsters attacking at the same time, so he was injured.

That's all, in the end he was actually watched by annoying guys from the Dragon Temple and suffered all their sarcasm.

Thinking about all the experiences over the past period of time, Feng Yangu wanted to tear all the people in the Dragon Temple to pieces, and his eyes became more and more gloomy as Liu Wenqin looked.

However, listening to his hatred words, Liu Wenqin just shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, believe it or not."

After all, he could not change Feng Yangu's perception of them, and could not eliminate the hatred in his heart, so he could only let him go.
Chapter completed!