Arriving back at the main hall, Feng Shen strode in with his hands clasped behind his back, his little maid following closely behind, looking visibly uncomfortable.
The chattering in the room immediately died down as all eyes turned toward the two.
"Welcome back! I hope you both had a pleasant talk!" Feng Yuanyun was the first to greet them, rising from his throne with a wide smile on his face.
He hoped his second son had succeeded, for the more powerful he became, the happier he felt.
Though eager for confirmation, Feng Yuanyun eyed his second son closely, seeking some form of response, even if it wasn't verbal.
Feng Shen remained silent as he walked back to his seat. As he did so, he briefly locked eyes with his old man, giving him a slight nod before sitting down.
Seeing this, Feng Yuanyun sat back down and nodded in return, now certain that his son had succeeded.
