The breeze gently blows, silent and still.

Diwu Yun'er stood dumbfounded outside the door, seeing no one in sight.

She always felt an emptiness in her heart, as if she had lost something, even making it hard to breathe.

Who knows how many breaths passed, yet the room remained silent, as if no one was inside.

A scene she had just witnessed involuntarily popped into Diwu Yun'er's mind, and her face instantly turned red.

How could Ningxiang do such a thing...

If this were to get out, it would be utterly embarrassing.

But besides herself, no one else knew about this. If she didn't talk, no one would know.

Yet... a wicked thought crossed her mind, only to be crushed immediately.

Diwu Yun'er! How could you think like that, Mo Ningxiang is your close friend! Your friend!

How can you tarnish her reputation?! Even for... it's not right...

Diwu Yun'er sighed deeply with self-reproach.

She wondered if Lin Fan's wounds had healed.

She could only divert her thoughts, pacing about aimlessly.

Thump, thump, thump!

A hurried and unified sound of footsteps entered her ears.

Startled, Diwu Yun'er looked up.

Only to see Feng Yexuan leading thousands, approaching aggressively, their expressions fierce, exuding a murderous aura.

In less than a breath.

The people had already reached her.

"Miss Diwu." Feng Yexuan greeted politely enough.

Diwu Yun'er nodded without speaking.

So Feng Qingshui did indeed notice!

But thinking about it, it made sense; Feng Qingshui, after all, is at the First Layer of Lower Heavenly Venerate, his cultivation realm exceeds Mo Yunsheng's. How could this small matter escape his eyes and ears?

Yet Feng Qingshui is truly disgusting, not taking action himself but sending his son instead.

"Is this father and son soldiers on the battlefield? The father just left, and now the son comes," Diwu Yun'er mocked.

"My father?" Feng Yexuan's lips curled with a wicked smile.

"Don't play dumb," Diwu Yun'er retorted coldly.

Trying to deny even on the battlefield, like father like son, both cunning and sly.

But Feng Yexuan ignored the sarcasm, calmly waving his hand.

Suddenly!

His thousand elite subordinates moved at the signal, scattering like birds and beasts.

In a single breath.

They had surrounded Mo Ningxiang's chamber tightly, with guards at every exit, poised at every moment.

Diwu Yun'er was stunned, never expecting Feng Yexuan to make such a move, and shouted angrily, "Feng Yexuan, what are you doing?! Do you know where this place is? How dare you act recklessly here, aren't you afraid the Clan Leader will come down and chop off your head?!"

Feng Yexuan's eye twitched, his mouth curling up, letting out a cold laugh.

"Miss Diwu, considering you are a guest of the little princess, I won't bother with you. But if you continue to hinder me, don't blame me for being impolite. Also, don't think using the Clan Leader to pressure me will work. If the young master is not afraid, I naturally won't be afraid either. To serve the young master, even death is nothing, I have no regrets."

Diwu Yun'er trembled slightly, madman! This person must be mad! No wonder Feng Qingshui had his son do his dirty work, a hypocrite in sheep's clothing, truly insidious!

Since she already knew Feng Yexuan's intention, she must not panic, she must remain calm!

"What exactly do you want?"

"Miss Diwu, aren't you asking knowingly?"

Feng Yexuan, sharp and unyielding, countered firmly.

He suddenly took a step forward, closing in on Diwu Yun'er, only an arm's length away.

The vicious look on his face was all too clear to Diwu Yun'er.

Her heart pounded wildly, but she forced herself to stay calm.

Lin Fan inside the room was still an unknown situation, and she was the protective barrier for Lin Fan, she absolutely could not allow Feng Yexuan to enter this room!

"Miss Diwu, please step aside," Feng Yexuan said through gritted teeth.

"If I step aside, do you dare to go in? Feng Yexuan, you're too bold, thinking Mo Yunsheng can solve all problems?" Diwu Yun'er mocked with a hint of sarcasm.

Feng Yexuan raised an eyebrow, seeing Diwu Yun'er's resolute stance, he smiled slightly.

Took a step back, creating some distance.

"Please hand over the person, Miss Diwu."

"Which person?"

"Lin Fan."

"I don't know him."

"Miss, don't refuse to drink the toasting wine only to drink a forfeit wine."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, on the verge of exploding.

Diwu Yun'er estimated, though she was at the Ninth Layer of the Unity Realm Stage, and Feng Yexuan was at the Sixth Layer.

If it was one-on-one, she could surely win.

However, Feng Yexuan had brought thousands of subordinates!

With such a large number of people, it could bridge the gap of three layers in realm, not impossible.

Two fists cannot fend off four hands.

It's ultimately impossible to fight one against a thousand.

Feng Yexuan understood his advantage too, so despite his lower realm and cultivation, he remained arrogant and reckless.

"Do you have any evidence? Without evidence, demanding someone from us, you, Mo Yunsheng's dog, surely aren't this unreliable in doing things, right?" Diwu Yun'er instantly decided to let go of the idea of fighting, she needed to stall for time!

Feng Yexuan's face changed dramatically, his anger rising rapidly.

To actually call him a dog in front of everyone!

Humiliation!

"The hall had no trace of Lin Fan's body, the last to leave was you. If it wasn't you who took him, then who?" he said, holding back his anger.

"Couldn't it be Lin Fan left by himself? Anyway, I didn't see it."

"Impossible! The young master is at half-step Lower Heavenly Venerate, while Lin Fan is just a mere Second Rank Saint Emperor, not just in the eyes of the young master, even in my eyes he is no more than an ant. If not for the young master going easy, not wanting to cause trouble at the little princess's birthday banquet, how would a despicable person like Lin Fan find an opportunity? If he had the self-awareness, he'd see what trash he is to think he could stand equal with our young master."

Feng Yexuan paused, his eyes bloodshot, looking deranged.

"The gap of eighty or ninety realms between them, taking a hit from the young master, it's impossible for him to leave on his own. It means you helped him! Which means, Lin Fan is not dead yet!"

"If you have the guts, go in and find him!"

Diwu Yun'er stepped aside, yet remained aggressive.

"Don't think I dare not!"

Feng Yexuan roared, and several subordinates by the door immediately surrounded Diwu Yun'er!

Killing intent surging!

"Today, anyone blocking the way, no matter who, will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

In unison, shaking the heavens!

Diwu Yun'er thought, they are serious about this.

In this case, she couldn't afford to be polite anymore.

Even knowing the slim odds of success, but for Lin Fan, she was willing to be the first sacrificial shield, to buy a little more time.

Diwu Yun'er was about to make a move towards Feng Yexuan, when hundreds of people surged forward, blocking her path, overwhelming like dark clouds!

Feng Yexuan walked towards the chamber leisurely, hands clasped behind his back.

Diwu Yun'er could only watch helplessly, struggling to fend off the hundreds attacking!

Feng Yexuan pushed the door open, frowning slightly.

"Xuan'er!"

Suddenly!

Feng Qingshui's roar echoed! Trying to stop Feng Yexuan.

Feng Yexuan hesitated for a second, yet still stepped inside the room.

Bam!

A loud noise!

Feng Yexuan was seen flying backwards, heavily crashing to the ground.