CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 137: TWO FACES

"Enough." Le Zhao glanced at Xuan Ying and said with a smile, "Staying down is also fine."

Feng Wuya called someone to remove the chessboard, then had tea and snacks brought in, before asking Xuan Ying, "Why haven’t I seen Xuan Ming?"

Xuan Ying replied, "There are guests at my father’s place."

"Is County Magistrate Pei here?" Feng Wuya asked further.

"Yes."

After nodding, Xuan Ying looked at Duan Yunfei, hesitant to speak.

He was pondering whether to inform the Young Master in advance that Shen Qinglan was also coming.

However, recalling his mother’s and lady’s warnings, he hesitated.

"Why that expression?" Le Zhao, who had been watching him all along, spoke up.

"What’s it to you?" Xuan Ying snorted coldly.

Le Zhao chuckled lightly and said no more.

"Since there are guests, we should at least pay a visit."

Duan Yunfei stood up and looked at Feng Wuya, "Brother-in-law, are you coming with us?"

Feng Wuya shook his head, "I’ll go when Yunxia wakes up."

"In that case, we’ll first head to father’s place." Duan Yunfei said.

"Alright."

Feng Wuya made a motion to stand, but Duan Yunfei said, "No need to see us off, brother-in-law."

Seeing Duan Yunfei rise, Le Zhao and Xuan Ying followed suit. After bidding farewell to Feng Wuya, the three then left the door.

Once the three figures disappeared from the courtyard, the gentle smile on Feng Wuya’s face faded, leaving a cold, murderous aura surrounding him.

"Come out."

Upon hearing this, a black-clad youth walked out from within the house.

The youth approached and respectfully said, "Young Master, I’ve found out that besides old Tang and County Magistrate Pei, there’s also a woman among the visitors."

"Oh?" Feng Wuya raised an eyebrow, "Could it be Shen Qinglan?"

The black-clad youth said, "If nothing unusual happens, it should be her."

Feng Wuya’s expression turned somewhat complicated, and after a long while, he spoke, "Be more cautious in your actions these days, Yunfei has grown suspicious."

After saying this, he waved the youth away.

Feng Wuya walked back to the seat beside him, staring at where Duan Yunfei had just sat, thinking to himself: Yunfei, I never intended to harm you, but if you insist on getting in my way of revenge, don’t blame me for not considering old ties!

A few months ago, if it weren’t for Xuan Hua, Duan Nian would have died already!

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The three who had left by climbing the wall returned the same way.

Xuan Ying smirked, "How come I never noticed, the Young Master actually has such a side."

In front of others, Feng Wuya always had a smiling face, appearing gentle and harmless.

"Some people, you know their face but not their heart. Silly boy, be smart, lest you suffer in the future." Le Zhao’s voice carried a hint of indulgence.

"Yes!" Xuan Ying nodded in agreement, "Just like someone like you, it’s best to stay a bit farther away."

Le Zhao’s face darkened, while Duan Yunfei couldn’t help but laugh.

"Have you found out about Feng Wuya’s background?" Le Zhao asked Duan Yunfei.

Duan Yunfei shook his head, "Still no clue at the moment."

"Feng Wuya, from what I see by his actions, he’s indeed a good person. But why is it that he insists on killing the manor owner?"

"Could it be some youthful indiscretions of the manor owner?" Xuan Ying was startled, "Then wouldn’t the Young Master and the young lady be..."

Duan Yunfei raised his hand and gave him a hard flick on the forehead.

"Ouch!" Xuan Ying covered his forehead, tears brimming in his eyes, "Young Master, can you be a bit gentler?"

Duan Yunfei snorted, "When you have free time, calm down and read more Sword Manuals, instead of wasting time on those useless and boring storybooks."

Le Zhao looked at Xuan Ying and couldn’t help but shake his head and chuckle lightly.