Not long after Li Chen left the Feng Residence, Feng Tiande emerged from the inner courtyard, visibly flustered and furious. He said to Feng Zhengliang, "You unfilial son! You've squandered everything our ancestor worked so hard to save. If this keeps up, what advantage will our Feng Household have left to reign supreme in Suyang?"
What worried him was not that Li Chen might obtain some immediate results after acquiring the book.
Rather, by acting this way, the Feng Household was effectively throwing its doors open and letting others take whatever they wanted.
It made all their past efforts to accumulate those treasures seem meaningless.
Yet Feng Zhengliang said, "Father, oh, Father, you're truly a failure. Can't you see that this is the real crisis facing our Feng Household? If we can't weather it, there won't be a future!"
"And whose fault is that, if not yours, you little beast? You used to swagger around stirring up trouble everywhere. I failed to discipline you and even cleaned up your messes. Now that you've reached Foundation Establishment, you've only gotten worse, going so far as to do something this stupid!" Feng Tiande snapped.
Thinking of it, he could not help feeling a shiver of lingering fear.
This was not just any other lineage. It was the Xiao Household.
In terms of overall strength, the Xiao Household was not much weaker than the Feng Household. They had always been kept a head lower only because their ancestor was inferior to the Feng Household's ancestor and had been forced to leave his homeland long ago, eventually dying in a foreign land.
But now that the Feng Household had also lost the ancestor who had stood as its pillar, the situation had become delicate.
Any ordinary person confronted with such chaos would have trembled