Feng Yun turned and left.
Inside the prison cell.
Feng Nuan's body convulsed on the ground, curled up as he shrieked and wailed...
Everyone else was cursing and swearing furiously, howling and shrieking...
Fang Che silently followed Feng Yun out through the prison ward's main gate.
Feng Yun gently exhaled, his mood somewhat downcast. "Night Demon, was what I did a little too much?"
"Perhaps, a little."
Fang Che said.
"But I still did it."
Feng Yun said, "My grandfather vomited blood after I infuriated him at home, and my father gave me a beating. But I don't regret it at all."
Fang Che wanted to ask, Are you usually close with these cousins of yours? But after thinking it over, he ultimately kept silent.
Because today's events had made him realize something.
Although Fang Che had always believed that Feng Yun was truly an excellent person.
His breadth of mind, cultivation, methods, abilities, and so on...
He seemed to have no flaws.
But this was, after all, the Sole True Sect.
And Feng Yun was, after all, the Sole True Sect's Eldest Young Master. From the Guardians' perspective, judging by their moral standards, this sort of slaughter absolutely went too far.
But that might not be the case on the Sole True Sect's side! Fang Che pondered. "Actually, you should have brought Feng Xing and Feng Yue today. It might have shaken them a little."
Feng Yun's expression turned cold. He said hatefully, "They refused to come!"
"Huh?"
Fang Che found it utterly unimaginable that they would not come to interrogate the murderer of their mother. Feng Yun sighed. "They wanted to come by themselves. They didn't want to come with me."
"Tsk, tsk..."
Unable to resist fanning the flames, Fang Che said, "You're being a very responsible big