"Thus, my grandfather, who is ungrateful and mean-spirited, found it in his heart to bestow this divine weapon on me. Perhaps, as a balm for me, would it also reflect a degree of guilt he feels for my father?"
Hongxi's voice carried with it a note of scorn and mockery, followed by deliberate charm,
"Young Master Feng, do you know that my grandfather possesses three of the Nine Kings of the Desolate Sea? The Thunder Sea Halberd granted to me is just one of them. He has also bestowed the other two. Would you like to know where they are?"
"I don't care!"
Feng Qing'an's reply was indifferent and emotionless.
Having personally witnessed Feng Qing'an's armor swallowing the Thunder Sea Halberd, Hongxi was convinced that the Second Young Master Feng could not remain unmoved. Hence, he continued talking,
