In the heart of Shanghai, 3 pm. Moonlight Incorporated, a listed company aiming to naturally extend human life. The high-rise building was rather close to Fudan High, so the group had an easier time arriving.
Entering his mother's simple office, the four alarmingly froze. Feng Hui saw an indistinguishable, mutilated corpse. His heart instantly chilled, while his pitch-black eyes turned blood-red with killing intent.
Feng Hui felt like he was suffocating. He grabbed his vigorously pounding chest, and he sluggishly stepped forward. Finally, he had returned to Earth. Barely a day had passed, and this nonsense occurred?
"This has to be a dream…" Emitting a miniature domain, Feng Hui stood before the human corpse.
Studying the corpse, Feng Hui did not have any familiar feeling, but, how could he? The person had been brutally mutilated beyond recognition. Suddenly, he had an inspiration, and he shakily used the spellcaster's status check.
[Scanning Earth, error. Player Feng Chunhua not detected.]
In his mind, a frighteningly cold message resounded. With the devoid statement, Feng Hui entered a state of paralysis. Eventually, his heart became calm like a lake, and he felt empty inside. For a period, time was frozen for him, and he did not move.
"Why are you crying? Mom is fine." Feng Hui unfeelingly lied. After a while, he had turned to see his sobbing little sister. When the two looked into each other's eyes, he had only felt impassiveness.
"Bro?" Feng Mei was shocked. Her elder brother no longer had his usual reassuring smile; instead, he had become much more apathetic… much more indifferent. Although he did not blatantly display it, she could see her elder brother's aloofness, as if he was an entirely different person.
Feng Hui was completely destitute of emotion, and he silently drew on his palm. Pressing down, his tender white skin trickled with blood. On the surface, a blood-red 'Long' character resided on his palm, and this very symbol demonstrated that he had truly become Emperor Feng. Staring at his little sister, he no longer had his usual smile. The tranquility of his mind frightened Feng Mei.
"Of course, nothing ever goes my way. With this much blood on my hands, did I even deserve to be happy? I must have been dreaming. But still, for the person who ruined this beautiful dream of mine… I should at least give him the most gruesome end, right?" At this point, Feng Hui had reverted to the cold killing machine that was the Secret Legion's master. Toward his enemies, he would be ruthless. Using everything in his arsenal, he would find the spellcaster and grant him the ugliest death possible.
The Secret Legion's veiled master was a renowned, magnificent devil. Long Fengge had silently taken care of countless evils in the dark: only a devil even greater than evil itself could appropriately bring down judgment.
"A portal appeared in the company mom works in… mom's probably dead… no, she was murdered."
Feng Hui assumed the worst-case scenario.
Murdered by the spellcaster, Feng Hui thought. While he was about to continue analyzing the situation, a somewhat quivering voice reverberated.
"Aren't… you Chunhua's son, Feng Hui?" In the corner of the office, a middle-aged man climbed out of a clothing closet, and he had sweat all over his plump body.
"Hm?" Feng Hui emotionlessly examined this pudgy middle-aged man. He did not have the slightest reaction; instead, he felt some pain. His beloved mother had died, while this obese mistress lover survived?
Feng Hui knew this man, and he did not have a drop of decent feelings. The pudgy man was called Xu Tian, and he would constantly ignore his devoted wife for a beautiful mistress. Recalling his trash father, he was about to cleanse the man's soul, but the man's hoarse voice shook him.
"Xiao Hui, right? Don't worry, your mother, Chunhua, wasn't in the building when the monsters came." Xu Tian hurriedly exclaimed, and he quickly held up his hands. For some reason, he judged the youth to be a threat. During his time in business deals, he had become excellent in reading people.
"Where is she then?" Feng Hui coldly replied. Unless a miracle had occurred, his mother was undeniably dead; therefore, he did not positively respond. Although he did hold the slightest hope… that a miracle would truly occur, but he could not convince himself to believe.
Feng Hui has always been a systematic, meticulous man. He would evaluate the situation without emotions clouding his judgment. But, just this once, he hoped for his cleverness to be incorrect.
"I'm… not sure. Chunhua had vanished the moment the monsters descended, and she did not reappear. It was a miracle! Everyone was shocked." Xu Tian continued to explain the situation, while the handsome teenager calmly judged his words.
"He does not seem to be lying. But… where is Mom then?" Feng Hui thought. Regardless, a miracle was unlikely. However, as a son, he needed to let his mother have a proper burial.
In the future, Feng Hui would take his mother's ashes and navigate the nine heavens and show her the vast universe. Exploring the entire cosmos, his mother would surely enjoy it…
At this point, Feng Hui felt his eyes watering. Across the Dragon Continent, he would never shed a trace of emotion, but returning to Earth made him human again. Unfortunately, his dream life was shattered.
Reeling in the tears, Feng Hui's emotionless look returned. From the outside, he had appeared detached from start to finish. In the future, it would be better for him to remain disconnected; he could hide from all this suffering.
"Don't leave me behind, elder brother… I can't be alone, please." Feng Mei held her elder brother's white t-shirt, and she trembled in distress. From now on, it would only be the two of them. The beautiful little sister wasn't a fool, and she could discern her brother's deceits.
"Silly, I'm here." Feng Hui reassured. His vacant stare exhibited a different thought, however. The handsome teenager was present physically, but his heart had laid elsewhere. With a thought, he guided one of his rare strands of vital Qi into his sister.
After his 'sincere' words, Feng Hui exited the office. Without warning, the handsome teenager had left behind four dumbfounded figures. In the corner of the room, a beautiful female student collapsed.
"Liar… bro is a big dummy." Feng Mei's flawless neck bent until it almost touched her chest, and the little beauty's white knees were bleeding. Had she been too bothersome recently? Was that the reason Big Brother did not want her anymore?