In Feng Huangcheng, in an underground secret room of the imperial palace, Ma Chao's hands and feet were tied to heavy iron chains, making it impossible for him to break free.
At this time, Ma Chao's hair was disheveled, his body was covered with injuries, and the places where his limbs were tied with chains were already bloody.
A middle-aged figure walked in, stood in front of Ma Chao with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Are you sure you don't want to admit your identity?"
Ma Chao raised his head, stared at the middle-aged man with his unruly eyes, and said with an indifferent expression: "It is absolutely impossible for me to give up my family and friends!"
The middle-aged man fell silent immediately. After a while, he said with a cold face: "As long as you are willing to admit your identity, you are the heir to the royal family. Your grandfather is now seriously ill and will soon be unable to survive. There will be a crisis at any time."
You may abdicate in favor of someone more worthy, but as long as you acknowledge your identity now, after your grandfather abdicates, no one will be able to shake your position in the Feng Royal Family as long as I am here."
"As the eldest grandson of Emperor Feng, looking across the Kyushu, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to be your woman. Even if you marry an outstanding woman from the Guwu family, it is not impossible. Why would you want to be a wife for an ordinary woman in the world?"
Ma Chao sneered: "In the eyes of big shots like you, you only have power and interests. You don't understand what family affection and love are. If you ask me to choose between power and family affection, I will choose family affection and friendship without hesitation."
After listening to Ma Chao's words, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and he said angrily: "Do you really think that I dare not kill you? Even if you are my son, Feng Zhiyuan, and you anger me, I will still dare to kill you!"
The middle-aged man is none other than Feng Zhiyuan, the second prince of the Feng royal family and Ma Chao's biological father.
Looking at the furious Feng Zhiyuan, Ma Chao looked fearless and sneered: "There is no family relationship between you and me. Isn't it normal for you to kill me? However, I have to warn you, you'd better not kill me.
It’s not that I’m afraid of death, but you don’t know how talented my elder brother is in martial arts, and killing me will bring the danger of annihilation to the Feng royal family.”
After listening to Ma Chao's words, Feng Zhiyuan sneered: "Are you talking about Yang Chen? He is just a retired God of War in the battlefield. I admit that his martial arts talent is very strong. He already has the strength of the extraordinary realm before he is thirty years old.
But so what? In our Feng Royal Clan, there are even strong men at the peak of the Seventh Realm of Transcendence. How can a strong man at the Third Realm of Transcendence defeat our Feng Royal Clan?"
Ma Chao just sneered, and when he looked at Feng Zhiyuan, there was a bit of pity in his eyes, as if he was pitying Feng Zhiyuan for looking down on others.
Feng Zhiyuan said with a gloomy face: "I will give you one last chance to give up everything in the world, admit your identity as the eldest grandson of the Feng royal family, and become the third generation heir of the royal family. Then we, father and son, will work together to deal with Feng Zhi'ao's methods.
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Before Ma Chao could get angry, Feng Zhiyuan continued: "By the way, there is one more thing. I almost forgot to tell you. About a month ago, a man named Feng Xiaowan and your son were captured and taken back to the Feng Royal Family.
Speaking of which, I am still the little grandpa, but don’t worry, I won’t hurt him, because he is the fourth-generation grandson of our Feng Royal Family, and can also be said to be the fourth-generation heir of the Feng Royal Family.”
boom!
After Feng Zhiyuan finished speaking, a surge of anger burst out from Ma Chao's body.
Ma Chao struggled wildly, and his limbs and wrists, which were already bloody, became even more miserable. There was a sound of iron chains colliding in the secret room.
Ma Chao said with a ferocious look: "Asshole! If my son has any shortcomings, I will never let you go!"
Feng Zhiyuan sneered: "Only incompetent people will threaten people with cruel words. After all, I am also a genuine and powerful person in the fifth realm of extraordinary. What can you do to me?"
"Now, you have to admit your identity obediently and then become the third generation heir of the Feng Royal Family. Otherwise, you will be locked up in this secret room for the rest of your life. In other words, if you don't admit your identity for a day, you will never be able to see him again.