Chapter 6: Confrontation
Meanwhile, within the Feng family mansion, members of the clan and their allies were gathered in the lavish main hall, seated on ornate chairs.
At the front sat four elderly men—the patriarchs of the allied families. They appeared calm, though the tension in the air was unmistakable.
One of them said confidently, "There's no need to worry. With the four of us here, even if Long Chen has reached the Innate Realm, we can still kill him."
Another laughed heartily, "Ha! You're right. He's the only one in the Long family worth paying attention to. The rest haven't even reached the Spirit Cleansing Realm, isn't that so?"
A third added with malice, "We'll make him watch as we destroy his family, one by one."
"You're right!" The rest agreed with dark enthusiasm.
Feng Ru raised a cup of warm wine, drinking merrily. The four elders continued chatting and downed six cups in total.
Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed through the hall. Feng Ru frowned and smashed his empty wine jar to the ground. The chatter stopped immediately as all eyes turned toward the entrance.
A servant in grey robes rushed in, stumbling and falling from panic. Feng Ru's voice boomed like thunder, "How dare you barge in like this? Compose yourself!"