He could use this to express his benevolence.
But the Luo Family,
must die.
Moreover, it must be the kind where the entire clan is wiped out, not a single one spared.
...
In the dimly lit great hall,
just as Feng Wumian, quietly seated in the seat of honor, was about to stand and take a walk to stretch his legs,
there suddenly came a sound of footsteps from outside the hall.
The footsteps grew closer and closer.
Hearing this, Feng Wumian sat back down on the seat of honor inside the hall.
"Is it Zhong Yu?"
"Could it be that something else has happened?"
Feng Wumian squinted slightly, pondering silently in his mind.
However, as the footsteps drew nearer,
and as that figure entered the hall,
Feng Wumian realized,
the person before him was not his subject, Zhong Yu,
but rather his third brother Feng Wuyi, who was the first to fail and be eliminated in the competition among the three direct successors of the Royal Feng Family.
"My dear elder brother,"
