"Smack!"
Feng Xuehai's cane violently shook, striking the floor with an angry clatter.
"Insolent fool, pushing too far!" Feng Xuehai squeezed the words out between his teeth.
The hall was filled with alarm as everyone's thoughts were swept back like a retreating tide.
Feng Wende's face turned ashen. "How could this be, are they declaring war on my Feng Family? Do they really think my family can be easily molded like clay?"
Feng Shuya snapped back to her senses, her heart pounding like a drum, muttering under her breath, "Young Master Ling... is he serious?"
All eyes in the Feng Family were fixed on Feng Xuehai; no one expected such an outrageous demand. At this moment, everyone was waiting for the Elder Master's response.
"Ha ha, you want my head? Quite an audacious request. I'd like to see what divine tricks he has!" A chilling cold gleamed in Feng Xuehai's eyes.
