Feng Xingyun's cold gaze swept across everyone present.
“Thirty years ago, my Feng family was a renowned hidden clan in the Jianghu.”
“In my youth, I dedicated my entire heart to pursuing the true meaning of the martial path, keeping all admirers at a distance. Yet, there was a woman who accompanied me for decades without a single regret, wishing only to grow old with me hand in hand.”
“Once I advanced to the Xiantian Rank, I gradually let go of my ambition to chase the peak of martial arts. Having finally understood my feelings, I took her as my wife and returned to my clan.”
“As you know, the stronger a martial artist's cultivation, the harder it is to conceive offspring. After our marriage, I was nearly fifty before we had a son. My wife was also up in years; she passed away not long after giving birth.”
“My son was also a man obsessed with martial arts, and he didn't have a daughter until he was in his early forties.”
At this point, Feng Xingyun fell into a brief daze before quickly snapping back to his senses.
“Our Feng family manor was situated near Mount Hongfeng. When she was born, it was autumn, and the world was filled with a brilliant gold and red. Thus, I named her Qiuyi.”
Hearing this, Gu Hedao suddenly let out a miserable laugh.
“Feng Qiuyi... Feng Qiuyi!”
“I knew it! I knew you must have done all this for her!”
Feng Xingyun acted as though he hadn't heard him.
“Qiuyi looked so much like her grandmother did in her youth. Every time I saw her, I would think of my wife—of how, in the prime of her youth, she was willing to...”
Feng Xingyun let out a soft laugh.
“Qiuyi was incredibly sweet and well-behaved. Even though her father and I spoiled and loved her with all our hearts, giving her whatever she wanted and yielding to her every whim, she was never ruined by our indulgence.”
“And yet...”
At this point, Feng Xingyun's expression turned incredibly grim, and the aura surrounding him became terrifying.
“Over thirty years ago, Qiuyi somehow heard that the imperial capital was hosting a Myriad Lantern Festival, and she wanted to go see it.”
“Initially, I thought that although the imperial capital was the imperial court's territory, simply attending a lantern festival shouldn't be an issue. After all, our Feng family was not one to cause trouble.”
“It wouldn't attract the court's hounds.”
Feng Xingyun's face twisted with mockery.
“As it turned out, my assumption was correct; we indeed did not draw any harsh treatment from the court. But the cruel irony was that because Qiuyi was exceptionally beautiful, she was abducted by a piece of scum.”
“By the time I found her, she had already become a corpse in a mass grave!”
“Her body was covered in bloody whip marks, her legs were broken, her eyes gouged out, her teeth pulled, and more than half her hair had been violently torn out, exposing her mangled, bloody scalp...”
At this moment, Feng Xingyun's eyes were blood-red, and the way he stared at Xuan Jingyuan made it seem as if he wanted to devour him alive.
“When I went to gather her remains, I discovered that words had been carved into her forearm!”
“It was none other than the name 'Jingyuan'!”
He gritted his teeth in fury.
“Do you know what she used to carve it?”
“She was clutching a shattered tooth tightly in her right hand, using its sharp edge to carve it into her own left arm!”
“At the time, I did not make a scene, choosing instead to bury this secret deep within my heart.”
“I then investigated in secret, only to discover that this prince, who had always enjoyed a decent reputation, was actually a sick pervert who preyed on young girls in private!”
Feng Xingyun slowly walked toward Xuan Jingyuan.
Others tried to block him, but he casually swept them aside with his palm wind.
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that players would turn into specters and seek revenge on him after death, not a single person present would survive!
In any case, his only goal right now was to stall for time.
Ten minutes!
He only needed to stall for ten minutes, and everyone would be forced to remain in the dungeon to be buried with him!
Besides... even if he made it back, he wouldn't live much longer anyway.
Xuan Jingyuan propped himself up with his hands, his face filled with terror as he scrambled backward.
At this moment, he looked like a stray dog, with none of his former majesty as the Emperor of a nation.
Feng Xingyun spoke as he walked.
“Once I uncovered the whole truth, I made my decision.”
“I was going to launch a night raid on the Prince's Manor!”
“If nothing went wrong, with my strength from having reached the Xiantian Rank decades ago, I could have easily killed you and made a clean escape.”
“Yet, nine times out of ten, things in this world do not go as planned.”
“That night, everything should have gone smoothly, but...”
Feng Xingyun's gaze shifted toward Gu Hedao.
Gu Hedao spat out a mouthful of bloody water.
“It was me.”
“I was the prince's consecrated expert. He had just tortured Feng Qiuyi to death, and both her grandfather and father were Xiantian Rank martial artists!”
“Though he had done it covertly, by the time he learned of Feng Qiuyi's identity, her corpse had already been recovered by the Feng family, leaving him in constant anxiety.”
“As a consecrated expert, it was my duty to share his burdens.”
“On that night thirty years ago, I went to the Prince's Manor to meet him precisely to discuss how to handle the Feng family.”
“Who would have thought...”
At this point, he suddenly let out a somewhat crazed laugh.
“Haha!”
“Who would have thought there could be such a coincidence! I happened to cross paths with you as you launched your night raid!”
“Back then, although I had also entered the Xiantian Rank, I was ultimately no match for an old monster like you!”
“But that was the Prince's Manor, right at the foot of the imperial throne!”
“I only needed to stall you for a brief moment, and an endless stream of experts would have arrived to strike you down!”
“Yet... Feng Xingyun, you were indeed an old monster who had been in the Xiantian Rank for decades. Even when besieged by four Xiantian Rank martial artists, including myself, you still managed to escape.”
“But although you escaped, your identity could not be concealed forever.”
Feng Xingyun paid no heed to his laughter.
“I successfully fled the imperial capital, but I was gravely injured. By the time I recovered and returned home, I found that the entire Feng family had been completely wiped out—not a single soul was left alive.”
“Only after asking around did I learn that the dog Emperor had ordered the extermination of my entire family under the pretext of my attack on the imperial offspring!”
At this point, Gu Hedao's expression was a mix of wistfulness and conflict.
“Actually... we were wrong.”
“Terribly wrong!”
He muttered in deep frustration.
“If we had kept the Feng family alive, we could have used them as bait to lure you out and kill you. But when the previous Emperor learned of the incident, he was so enraged that he issued the decree immediately. He acted far too quickly.”
“After you escaped that night, the Emperor issued the decree to exterminate the Feng family before dawn. He immediately tasked the Tianlong Guard with the matter, secretly dispatching five members of the Dark Dragon Guard to accompany them.”
“Xuan Yi had to stay behind to protect the Emperor, so the ones who went were Xuan Er through Xuan Liu.”
“They arrived at the Feng family estate by evening, slaughtered everyone, and burned the entire place to ashes!”
“As for me... I was injured at the time, and because I was recovering, I missed this major event.”
“When I finally found out, I immediately realized how disastrous this was. I warned Xuan Jingyuan that unless he was one hundred percent certain of your death, he must never take a single step outside the imperial capital!”
Feng Xingyun sneered.
“Indeed, it was all because of you.”
“You ruined my plans for revenge, caused my family to be slaughtered, had me hunted by the imperial family, and left me wandering in exile for over thirty years without a single chance to take my enemy's life with my own hands!”
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