Fortunately, he had gathered enough information over these past days, so there was no need to keep concealing it.
He gave Su Shi'er a meaningful look before directly issuing instructions to the elderly cultivator.
The latter wore a complicated expression. He looked like an eggplant wilted by frost, utterly dejected, with none of his earlier high spirits remaining.
His throat moved as he could not help turning to look at Young Master Jin, who lay on the ground nearby.
"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist Feng. Since the villa master has made arrangements, this old man will naturally give his full support."
"It is only that Young Master Jin is the son of an old friend of mine. That friend died, body and soul extinguished, while saving this old man in his early years, leaving behind only this one son."
"I hope Fellow Daoist Feng will spare this child's life for the sake of this old man's full cooperation!"
As he spoke, the elderly cultivator's face was filled with pleading.
Feng Jianxing had directly activated Bai Zhang Market's formation to its utmost limit, already making his stance clear to him.
Though unwillingness lingered in his heart, it lasted only an instant.
Spirit Severing stage cultivation was certainly no trifling matter, but making an enemy of Bi Tao Mountain Villa was hardly a wise move.
Not to mention that Bai Zhang Market was suppressing him, and that after years of living in luxury, his combat ability against opponents of the same cultivation realm was far from outstanding.
With a change of thought, the elderly cultivator cast aside the tangled thoughts in his heart.
"Fellow Daoist Zhuge, Feng fully understands your feelings. But in this world, people must always bear responsibility for their actions."
"Even if Feng truly spared him, once he lost Bai