"Well, since Master Qin said so, I would also like to hear your opinion." Feng Batian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and cast an indifferent gaze on Qin Feng.
The corners of Qin Feng's mouth raised slightly, and his expression fluctuated as he said directly: "Everyone in the empire knows your son's name. This is an undeniable fact. However, the rumors in the empire at this time are definitely not groundless. Does the Feng Family Master agree with what I say?"
Feng Batian nodded slightly, but did not speak. He was obviously waiting for Qin Feng's next words.
"In that case, why not ask your son to come out and witness? Then the truth will be revealed."
What Qin Feng said is very pertinent. If Feng Batian still protects his son, then they can report this matter to the emperor, and Feng Batian will not lose any benefits.
"Witness?" A hint of sneer appeared, Feng Batian looked at Qin Feng with interest and said: "I would like to ask, when my son was bullied everywhere by the young master, why didn't you come to ask for a witness? I
When my son is being made things difficult for me by my son, why don’t you come forward and ask for a witness?”
"This...!" Qin Feng hesitated for a moment and frowned slightly. Feng Batian's words hit the nail on the head and made him speechless.
"Humph." Feng Batian snorted coldly and slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table, causing tea to splash everywhere.
"Are you bullying me, the Feng family, that I have no one? Or are you bullying me, Feng Batian, with my incompetence?"
Qin Feng's brows trembled, but he did not speak. Feng Batian's words were so precise that they had no idea what to say.
"Your son is a son, but my son is no longer a son?" Feng Batian's expression became darker and darker, he held his hands together, and a domineering aura slowly flowed out.
"Hmph." Zhang Moben was a little unwilling to be suppressed at this time. He snorted coldly, looked at Feng Batian with burning eyes and said, "Is the Feng family master going to favor the young master?"
"Favoritism?"
Feng Batian burst out laughing after hearing this. For a moment, his smile faded and his eyes narrowed slightly: "I'm just being partial, what can you do to me?"
"You...!" Zhang Moben's expression was full of anger, his fists were clenched, and a wave of energy flowed out of his body.
"Father."
Just when the situation was tense, a gentle voice came from outside, and then a depressed figure slowly walked in from outside, and behind him was a slender girl.
"Why are you here?" Feng Batian frowned.
Zhang Fan looked slightly moved at this time, and his heart was full of shock. When he and Ouyang Xian'er walked over, he happened to hear Feng Batian's words, which instantly made his soul tremble, and a warm feeling flowed through him.
In his heart, he felt that Feng Batian was like a giant holding up the sky, helping him block the wind and rain. Feng Batian might not be good at expressing his feelings, but his feelings were always expressed in his actions.
It can be said that Zhang Fan completely recognized his father this time, and recognized this father who was like a chime stone on Mount Tai that protected him from wind and rain.
Holding his hands together, Zhang Fan couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his cold eyes were like knives across the faces of Qin Feng and Zhang Moben: "There is no coward in the Feng family! If you have anything, you can come at me, Feng Ling!"
"
"It's better to bully a white-bearded man than a poor young man!"
Zhang Fan's words, although simple, had an ironclad charm. Qin Feng and Zhang Moben trembled at the same time. Their eyes revealed that they couldn't believe that this was a waste that was famous throughout the empire? At this time, they had an illusion.
, the young man standing in front of them is not the same Feng Ling as before. The boy standing in front of them is a proud man, a man who is neither humble nor arrogant!
"Good! You are worthy of being my son, Feng Batian! Even if you dare to say that my son is a waste in the future, I will be the first to destroy him!" Feng Batian slammed the table and stood up, his eyes bulging out.
There was a glimmer of light, his body trembled slightly, and he clenched his fists. Zhang Fan's words that there is no coward in the Feng family completely stimulated him.
Sweeping his tiger eyes at the two people, his eyes flashed with cold light, Feng Batian said bluntly: "Want to get an explanation from our Feng family? Show your strength!"
"I, Feng Batian, am just being protective, and I am being partial." Feng Batian snorted coldly, with energy rioting all over his body, his long black hair fluttering gently, and his whole person full of domineering and arrogant intentions.
As Feng Batian's voice finished speaking, the expressions of Zhang Moben and Qin Feng changed at the same time.
"In this case, we can only go to the emperor to find a result, so that Master Feng can take care of himself." Qin Feng sneered, then glanced at Zhang Fan with a low look and walked away.
Although Zhang Mo was a little unwilling, he also understood that he was not Feng Batian's opponent, because Feng Batian's entire strength had always been mysterious. No one knew his exact strength, and even Wuhun had never seen it, but
The preliminary appraisal of force has at least reached the level of the Emperor Wu.
Watching the two people leaving, Feng Batian's eyes fell on Zhang Fan. Looking at Zhang Fan standing there proudly, his heart was trembling slightly, and his eyes were even a little moist. He didn't know how his son was.
Complete transformation, but not chaos, this is his son, his Feng Batian's son! Anyone who bullies him will fight until death!
"Thank you, father." Zhang Fan naturally noticed the change in Feng Batian's expression, took a deep breath, and said it.
"Haha." After hearing this, the soft color on Feng Batian's face deepened and he said, "What can I thank you for? You are my son, Feng Batian, who should I help you with?"
Zhang Fan's shoulders trembled slightly and he nodded heavily.
"You did great!"
Feng Batian looked at Zhang Fan and said: "Men have dignity, how can they tolerate others trampling on them easily? However, although you defeated Zhang Tingfei, don't be complacent. If you are talented, you can catch a lot of them in the entire continent.
Well, you can't show anything."
Zhang Fan naturally understood what Feng Batian meant. He wanted him not to be too arrogant, which would cause great disadvantages to his future growth.
"Father, I will not let you down."
Zhang Fan nodded heavily, took a deep breath, turned around and walked outside. Ouyang Xianer followed closely after looking at him.
Watching the two people leaving, Feng Batian had a look of pride in his eyes. His son was really different from before.
Qin Feng and Zhang Mo walked out of Feng's house with depressed expressions and clenched fists, obviously suppressing their anger.
"Is he still the same loser?"
The proud young man appeared in his mind, and Qin Feng couldn't help but say it.
Zhang Moben shook his head slightly, his expression became even lower, and there was a cold light in his eyes. Zhang Fan had changed so much that he couldn't believe it. A look of jealousy appeared on his face. The existence of such a person is definitely a mystery.
Such a threat, he had secretly made a decision in his heart to strangle Zhang Fan in the cradle before he could grow up.
In the Imperial Mansion, Zhang Moben and Qin Feng stood in the main hall.
Sitting in the first place is a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a majestic body. He has eyes that shoot into the cold stars, two sword-shaped eyebrows mixed with paint, and a broad chest. He has an invincible majesty and a look with a hint of majesty. He is no one else.
It is the emperor of Liuyun Kingdom, Yunluo...
Yun Luo put his hands casually on the chair with a smile on his face. He looked at Qin Feng and Zhang Moben and said, "Master Zhang, Master Qin doesn't know when he came to the emperor's mansion?"
His words are loud and powerful, and he has the ambition to reach thousands of feet.
"Emperor, we are here to surrender to Feng Batian. He... bullies others too much!" Qin Feng took a deep breath with a look of unwillingness on his face.
"Oh? What happened to Master Feng?" Yun Luo raised his eyebrows with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Feng Batian protected his son. The head of the Zhang family and I went up to ask for an explanation, but we were kicked out." Qin Feng said while suppressing his anger.
"Protecting your son? Where do you start talking about this?" Yun Luo said again doubtfully.
After hearing this, Qin Feng told what happened, and then looked at Yun Luo who was sitting in the first place and said: "Emperor, I hope you can be a fair person in this matter. Feng Batian is getting more and more angry now."
Got it!"
Yun Luo frowned and said: "Feng Batian's son Feng Ling seems to be unable to cultivate. If you target him like this, no wonder Feng Batian is so angry!"
"Emperor, there are many witnesses to what happened yesterday. If you don't believe it, you can go and investigate." Qin Feng took a deep breath and said.
"Well, I will investigate this matter." Yun Luo nodded lightly, and then said: "Do the two family heads have anything else to do?"
The two shook their heads slightly.
"After I investigate the cause, I will naturally make a judgment. You should leave early." Yun Luo waved his hand and said softly.
"Yes." The two nodded slightly and walked outside.
After the two left, Yunluo looked at a man standing next to him with his hands folded, and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Tan, what do you think about this matter?"
"This thing should be true." The old man nodded slightly, and then said with a twinkle in his eye: "But I have a curiosity, how Fengling transformed!"
Yun Luo nodded lightly. He was also full of curiosity about this question, and then said: "Feng Batian's identity is also very mysterious. Could it be that he was a member of his original family who transformed Feng Ling? Or are they looking for
What kind of elixir did you get, and then gave Fenglin a baptism?"
The old man shook his head slightly and said: "What exactly is going on, we can only verify it bit by bit."
Yun Luo nodded, sat up from his seat, his eyes fluctuated a little, and said directly: "Even if the Feng family is wrong this time, they can't move. Feng Batian single-handedly protects my Liuyun Kingdom from being destroyed. This kind of kindness
It's something I can never repay." After saying that, Yun Luo walked inside with a puff of sleeves.
Looking at Yun Luo's back, the old man nodded slightly, and then followed him.