Ji Fengyu was just a child. What had he done to deserve this?
Besides,
even if Ji Fengyu had offended some big shot at the War God Temple, this method of revenge was too ridiculous, too laughable.
"Grandpa, is this true?"
Qiangu Zhangting couldn't believe it.
It wasn't that he doubted the power of his family and the Spirit Pagoda. The outcome was simply too bizarre...
This had to be a joke!
The War God Temple was the strongest combat unit in the Federation government's military!
And they were using it to smear Ji Fengyu, some little snot-nosed kid?
That was like using a cannon to swat a mosquito—and not even doing it right...
"I know it's hard for you to believe."
"Honestly, I'm stunned too."
"But that's the truth. The people smearing Ji Fengyu are from the War God Temple, and they hold very high positions there."
"That boy is even more extraordinary than we imagined."
"Guess what I found when I looked into it further?"
Qiangu Dongfeng's tone turned cryptic as he kept Qiangu Zhangting in suspense.
"What? Grandpa, tell me!"
Qiangu Zhangting hurriedly pressed him.
"Heh, that boy is no ordinary kid!"
"Apparently, because of him, Shrek's Light and Dark Douluo, Long Yeyue, lost her entire Martial Soul and became a level-29 Luo Sanpao Soul Grandmaster!"
"Yun Ming went to see Ji Fengyu too, but in the end, nothing came of it."
"Because of this, your great-grandfather has already come out of seclusion."
"He's given the order to mobilize the resources of the family and the Spirit Pagoda to support Ji Fengyu with everything we've got!"
Qiangu Dongfeng's words brimmed with barely concealed excitement and schadenfreude.
Long Yeyue's Martial Soul had been crippled,
and she'd become a level-29 Luo Sanpao Soul Grandmaster.
Shrek couldn't possibly keep this