Ji Chenglie fell silent for a moment, then raised his head toward the starry sky and said slowly, "Give Kong Youde's pair of arm Soul Bones to that mother and daughter."
His voice was calm, but it carried an unquestionable resolve.
Feng Qisheng's heart jolted at those words. He understood what Ji Chenglie's decision meant, and he also understood that this was the best arrangement for Kong Youde. Besides, the pair of arm Soul Skills was worth a king's ransom.
He bowed deeply, then turned and left to carry out Ji Chenglie's orders.
Watching Feng Qisheng's retreating figure, Ji Chenglie sighed softly.
He knew Feng Qisheng held deep affection and respect for Kong Youde. Dealing with Kong Youde's affairs was no easy matter for either the Ji Family or himself.
Yet they, too, had known Kong Youde for twenty years. Had he truly intended to harm them, he would have had ample opportunity over those twenty years. All he needed to do was add something to their food.
Moreover, his Drunken Life Dew recipe had genuinely brought the Ji Family enormous profits. In that respect, he deserved credit.
After Feng Qisheng left, Ji Chenglie remained where he was, gazing upward to watch the battle.
Feng Qisheng soon returned. He reported everyone else's situation to Ji Chenglie and said that things had been brought under control.
"Seventh Brother, what do you think we should do next?" Ji Chenglie asked, looking at Feng Qisheng.
Feng Qisheng considered this for a while before slowly speaking. "The Crimson Church plotted against both our families in this upheaval. We must certainly investigate their motives. As for the Chen Clan, if they came because they received word in advance, that wouldn't be particularly surprising for such a top-ranking clan."
"Brother Lie, we should certainly present Lord