Duke Fu's Mansion's Secret

After his shock, the old man's eyes were filled with killing intent. His figure flickered, and he appeared to Flying Eagle's left rear. His shriveled, firewood-like left hand landed on Flying Eagle's shoulder.

It seemed like a casual placement, with no surge of energy from his body, his aura still contained.

But the moment the old man's hand touched Flying Eagle's shoulder, Flying Eagle felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on him, his legs uncontrollably buckling to the ground.

A look of struggle appeared on Flying Eagle's face, his face flushed red. He wanted to resist this power, but he couldn't mobilize his True Qi. He wasn't a physical cultivator and didn't possess such a strong physique, so he could only kneel on the ground, unwilling.

Duke Protector Ling Feng watched Flying Eagle kneel on the ground with an unwilling expression and spoke:

"Alright, Ling Ying."

Hearing Duke Protector Ling Feng speak, the old man called Ling Ying finally withdrew his hand, but he still glared at Flying Eagle with killing intent in his eyes.

He had just praised you to the family head and was thinking of promoting you, but you turned around and became a traitor.

It was like slapping his own face.

It wasn't that Ling Ying had gained any favor from Flying Eagle to say such things in front of Duke Protector Ling Feng. It was because Flying Eagle had indeed been diligent and conscientious in Duke Protector's Mansion for nearly twenty years without any mistakes.

This made Ling Ying feel humiliated. In front of him, the head steward of Duke Protector's Mansion, who managed the hidden affairs of the mansion and was a renowned expert.

This person hadn't revealed any traces, and it was Flying Eagle himself who exposed himself.

Of course, Ling Ying couldn't be blamed. After all, this Flying Eagle had only recently had a change of heart; he had been loyal before.

When summoned, the System had already arranged everything for the hidden operatives of Dragon Guard Manor.

Ling Ying, a renowned expert in Duke Protector's Mansion.

Among the Four Great Dukes' mansions, apart from Duke Protector's Mansion, the Dukes of the other mansions were all at the peak of the Ascension Realm. Only the current Duke Protector had a cultivation at the late stage of the Ascension Realm.

And the Ascension Realm peak expert who propped up Duke Protector's Mansion was Ling Ying.

This was not Ling Feng's fault. This Duke Protector was not originally him, but his elder brother. However, during an expedition to ruins thirty years ago, his elder brother stayed there, and only then did he take over the position of Duke Protector.

Ling Feng's talent was not bad, but his age was a disadvantage. He was nearly ten years younger than his elder brother.

Even with continuous resources, he was still a bit short.

Now he had also reached the late stage of the Ascension Realm, but he was still some distance from the peak of the Ascension Realm.

He had already tried his best.

Duke Protector Ling Feng did not take Flying Eagle's letter, nor did he use his divine sense. He simply stared at Flying Eagle.

Looking at Flying Eagle before him, he spoke:

"Just for this letter? You've been in the mansion for almost twenty years. For a single letter, you're throwing away everything from before. Is it worth it? You've been hiding in the mansion for so long, I don't believe your people couldn't deliver a letter."

Flying Eagle looked up and met Duke Protector Ling Feng's calm eyes.

"What is 'worth it'? We are not enemies with the Duke, so how can we speak of throwing away everything? As for this letter, Duke, take a look. Would you dare let anyone else see it?"

Upon hearing this, Duke Protector Ling Feng's divine sense swept over the letter. Instantly, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was stunned.

Even though he was now a Duke and his composure had been like a calm well for decades, he lost his composure upon seeing what was written in the letter.

Although Ling Feng's expression quickly returned to its usual calm.

Flying Eagle and the others still saw it.

Flying Eagle naturally knew that he was the one who delivered the letter. When he first saw it, Flying Eagle was also very shocked.

He understood too well what was written in the letter.

Behind Flying Eagle, Ling Ying saw Ling Feng's momentary lapse. First, he was confused, then, as if he had thought of something, he swept his divine sense over the letter and looked at Flying Eagle in horror.

Ling Feng's son, Ling Chen, saw his father's expression and was also confused. He walked towards Flying Eagle, wanting to see what was written in the letter that could make his father react like that.

"Chen'er."

Ling Feng's weak voice made Ling Chen stop in his tracks and turn to look at his father.

Ling Chen was very confused. What was in the letter that made his father seem to have lost all his strength in an instant?

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"Chen'er, clean up those people outside."

Hearing his father's words, Ling Chen was stunned for a moment, then a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He bowed to his father and strode out.

He knew that something big had happened, otherwise, even his father's trusted confidantes would not need to be dealt with.

This proved that this matter could not be known to outsiders.

Yes, no matter how close a confidante was, they were still outsiders. They did not have the surname Ling.

After Ling Chen left, Ling Feng enveloped the three of them with his True Qi, isolating the surroundings. His imposing aura pressed down, and he looked sharply at Flying Eagle, saying:

"You couldn't have known about this matter, yet you do. Where did you find out? Who exactly are you? Great Feng? Or Great Yan?"

Duke Protector Ling Feng's imposing aura surged directly towards Flying Eagle, and Flying Eagle instantly prostrated himself on the ground.

Ling Feng desperately wanted to know how the person before him and the person behind him knew.

This matter, aside from the grandfather of the person involved, was known only to him and Ling Ying in the entire Duke Protector's Mansion. Not even his own brother or son knew.

As for why Ling Feng mentioned Great Feng and Great Yan when asked, but not the internal forces of Dagan, it was because Ling Feng knew very clearly that if the people of Dagan found out about this matter.

Regardless of whether they were from the Imperial Clan or elsewhere, they wouldn't have approached him like this, or even approached him at all.

Looking at Flying Eagle, who stood before him without uttering a word, Ling Feng asked, "Well, Flying Eagle, do you think you won't die, or that you're not afraid of death? You're so confident that you can take on my Duke Protector's Mansion?"

"My Lord Duke, I was prepared for anything when I accepted this letter and dared to come."

Ling Feng knew he wouldn't get any more information. He spoke to Ling Ying, "Ling Ying, take him to the side room. When Chen'er returns later, have him guard the prisoner personally. No one is allowed to contact him."

After seeing Ling Ying nod, Ling Feng's fingers moved slightly, and the letter in Flying Eagle's hand finally passed into the hands of Duke Protector Ling Feng.

He took the letter and turned to leave.

Ling Ying condensed True Qi in his hand, forming a mysterious black rune that looked eerie.

He struck it into Flying Eagle's body. After the rune entered his body, Flying Eagle could no longer feel his own True Qi, and couldn't even control his limbs.

Ling Ying grabbed one of his legs and dragged him towards a room.

Meanwhile, Ling Chen, who had just walked out of the courtyard, looked around. Including those who had just come out of the courtyard, there were over twenty guards and maids.

A porcelain bottle appeared in his right hand, hidden within his sleeve. He opened it with one hand, and a wisp of pale green gas floated from the bottle's mouth, becoming colorless the moment it escaped.

"All of you, come here. Stand before this young lord."

As the people gathered, a cold glint flashed in Ling Chen's eyes. He raised his right hand, condensed True Qi, and a gust of wind fanned out, carrying the gas from the porcelain bottle towards everyone.

As the gas drifted over, the guards and maids collapsed to the ground, one by one.

He then smashed another porcelain bottle towards the crowd with his left hand. The moment the bottle shattered on the ground, a sea of fire erupted around them.

The guards and maids were engulfed in raging flames, but when they opened their mouths, they couldn't make a sound.

From the outside, all one could see were their open mouths on the figures engulfed in fire.

They could only crawl and roll on the ground, but the fire seemed impossible to extinguish. Their faces were filled with terror and helplessness as they watched the flames burn them.

Ling Chen stood before them, his expression utterly calm.

He watched as the flames consumed these people, from their clothes to their flesh, burning them into fiery figures, then their internal organs. Even when only skeletons remained, the flames still burned upon them.

The firelight illuminated Ling Chen's face, calm and unmoving.

Despite the raging inferno before him and the flickering flames, an icy chill permeated the scene.

Only when the skeletons before him had been completely incinerated, leaving only a pile of ash, did Ling Chen circulate True Qi in his right hand. The fire on the ground seemed to respond to a summons, flying into his hand and integrating into his body.

After calming his True Qi, Ling Chen turned and walked back into the courtyard.