Cheng Jingfeng's Speculation

"Rest assured. Your master was blessed by heaven and will be fine."

Tang Zhuying immediately came before Feng Fei and casually struck out with her palm, quickly stabilizing the true essence within Feng Fei's body.

"Martial Aunt, will my master really be all right?" Feng Fei looked up at Tang Zhuying, her heart in turmoil.

"Of course! You should know your master's abilities better than I do!" Tang Zhuying said calmly, a smile at the corners of her mouth.

Yet in her heart, she was thinking something entirely different.

Su Shi'er... Wang Su!

So that was it!

It seemed... this Martial Brother was carrying some earth-shattering secret. Otherwise, how could someone like Wei Wushuang chase after him without a care for anything else?

What a pity. With Wei Wushuang's methods and capabilities... sigh...

Beneath her Bamboo Hat, Tang Zhuying's delicate brows knitted tightly as she let out a silent sigh.

She had never thought highly of Su Shi'er to begin with. Now that she saw Wei Wushuang was no slower than Su Shi'er—in fact, faster—she felt Su Shi'er's chances of escape were slim to none.

But before Feng Fei and the others, she had no intention of revealing even a trace of her true thoughts.

Feng Fei was deeply concerned for her master. Letting her know such things would bring harm and no benefit.

Under Tang Zhuying's gaze, Feng Fei clenched her pearly teeth and nodded hard.

"Mm! Martial Aunt is right. Master definitely... definitely won't be all right!"

This was not only her hope for Su Shi'er, but also her faith in him.

In Feng Fei's heart, Su Shi'er was her omnipotent sickly uncle. No matter what danger he faced, he would be fine.

Tang Zhuying naturally had no idea what Feng Fei was thinking. Seeing her emotions settle,