"Oh?" Feng Yulin raised his eyebrows and looked him in the eye. "Why aren't you going to show mercy?"
Qi Ye shook his body and mustered up his courage to say, "No matter what, we can't just let him do whatever he wants. For example, if he can't run, I'll definitely know how to whip him..."
Feng Yulin's eyes turned cold. "Hm? What's with the whip?"
"...Whip the little prince."
"Mm."
Feng Yulin nodded in satisfaction. "It's very simple. You can choose between letting him go or letting him go."
"...Master, Yilie is your nephew by blood!" He felt a little heartache for Little Prince Lu...
Although his master's surname was Feng and his surname was Lu, they were actually blood-related uncle and nephew.
Back then, the Lu family had many daughters but no sons. Because the Lu family was indebted to the Feng family, they let Feng Yulin's uncle become the Lu family's Godson.
Everyone knew about this, but because Master Feng later thanked the Lu family for their kindness, he discussed with everyone and changed his surname to Lu.
Therefore, even though he was a member of the Feng family, his surname was Lu.
This was why Feng Yulin and Lu Yilie were blood-related uncle and nephew, but they had different surnames.
"That's why he needs to train. With that kid's current appearance, how can he bring glory to the Feng and Lu families in the future?"
"...What about Ling Jue?" As a man, Ling Jue would have to experience more when he was with his master in the future. It was not a simple matter at all...
That was why he needed more training...
Feng Yulin frowned. "What does it have to do with you?"
Qi Ye curled his lips. Couldn't he be a coward? "Alright, alright, alright. I'll go over now."
"Buy some fruits over." Feng Yulin suddenly remembered that he had given all the snacks that day to his girlfriend, so he definitely hadn't eaten much.
The weather was quite tough to train in.
Qi Ye tried his best to fight for it. "For the little prince?"
"What do you think?"
"...I understand."
Feng Yulin stuck the dagger on the table. There were already many marks on it.
He had been hospitalized for the past few days and was about to go moldy. It turned out that being a patient wasn't that fun.
He looked at his custom-made phone and frowned. "The phone I asked you to make, is it ready?"
"In another two days."
"Okay."
"Then I'm leaving."
"Okay."
Feng Yulin nodded. He picked up the phone and sent a message to the person who hung up the phone in anger.
It was a spur of the moment moment just now. He thought that he could take care of him in the future, so he suggested that he be his adopted son.
Why was he so stupid? He could be said to be his younger brother.
Feng Yulin moved his fingers and typed a few words. [Ling Jue, the phone call just now was not from me.]
He felt that something was not right after he finished typing, so he edited it again. [Ling Jue, I only meant that I wanted to take care of you.]
That did not seem right either. Did he think that he had some kind of motive for him?
Even though he looked like a little girl, his body was a man after all. His personality was sometimes difficult to understand, so he had to coax him.
[Ling Jue, I didn't mean anything else just now. I just wanted to help you openly. If you mind our father-son relationship, we can start as brothers first.]
"That shouldn't be a problem, right?" Feng Yulin raised his head and wanted to ask Qi Ye.
However, he realized that he had already left. It seemed like he had already gone to Molk.
He rubbed his chin and his eyes flashed. How could let Ling Jue not be angry?
"Ling Jue, I was just trying to be nice to you. I used inappropriate methods. Just ignore what I said just now. If you're unhappy, you can stab me twice the next time you see me."