Feng Sihai calmly fixed his gaze on him. "Old Seven, can you tell me what was going through your mind when you repaid kindness with treachery?"
Feng Qi froze. He hadn't expected Feng Sihai to ask him that. He thought carefully. Back then, he supposed he'd just had the feeling.
He'd been chased and was on edge, and wanted to unwind. He'd told White-browed Daoist to kill Xu Yi, but only because he wanted to see the look of disbelief on Xu Yi's face—to witness that moment when his emotions changed. It sounded pointless. It really was pointless. But who could have guessed that such a pointless thing would bring disaster?
"Forget it. I won't ask. You don't need to cry or shout, either. Go on your own. I'll capture your Life Wheel. We were brothers, and this is all I can do for you." Feng Sihai's expression remained calm, and his voice steady.
"I want to see Father! No, I want to see Father! Eldest Brother Feng, Eldest Brother Feng, Father loves me most. If you kill me, Father..." Feng Qi screamed in terror, shrinking into the corner.
Feng Sihai sighed. "Without Father's permission, who could get into this Nether Prison? Father cared for his son and thought that if he put you in here, you'd be absolutely safe and he'd have an explanation for everyone else. But Old Demon Kongxu wants you dead. Even Father can't save you."
Feng Qi's eyes went wide. "How can that be? I don't believe it, I don't believe it! Father even called on Immeasurable Elder, a Yang Fish Great Power. How can Old Demon Kongxu still run rampant? It's impossible..."
"If he had the power to break through Old Demon Kongxu, how could the demon have run rampant all this time?" Feng