Feng Zhen watched Feng Yun expressionlessly until the latter finished making his fuss. Only then did he slowly speak: "Yun'er, you know Jiuge's temperament better than anyone. After all, she is your biological daughter. No matter how much she fusses, you still hope she finds a good family to marry into. But have you ever considered that the Mingyue Dynasty is no longer a dynasty? The four great families divide and govern, each managing their own territory. And the Linyuan Continent has far more than just Mingyue; there is also the Shengyi Dynasty and Wushang Difeng. If the four great families fall into chaos themselves, annexing Mingyue would be but a matter of moments."
What have the four great families been working toward all these years through their complicated network of marriage alliances?
To stabilize the model of peaceful coexistence among the four great families.
Once this model is broken, the Mingyue Dynasty will be destroyed.
If the Mingyue Dynasty is destroyed, then the Feng Family, too, will be destroyed.
The stakes involved are too frightening. Thus, they can only spare no effort to maintain the status quo, forbidding anyone from touching this bottom line.
If Feng Jiuge is truly married over there, given her temperament, she absolutely has the ability to throw the Ling Family into utter turmoil, leaving not even chickens or dogs in peace. By then, what would be involved would far exceed this mere marriage contract.
A rare trace of seriousness surfaced in Feng Yun's eyes. After remaining silent for a long while, all he could do was let out a long sigh along with Feng Zhen: "This little lass, she really makes one want to skin her alive."
Inside the Zhuanjiang Pavilion of Yuyang Tower, Feng Jiuge lay on a rocking chair with narrowed eyes, feigning sleep, when she suddenly sneezed violently, startling herself.
Who was speaking ill of her behind her back?
"Hei Feng, Hei Yu, Hei Jin!"
With a loud shout, three men in black leaped into the room, seemingly stirring up a whirlwind in the air.
Feng Jiuge narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the three men's faces.
"Not bad, not bad. Hei Feng's cyan Dou Qi has reached its peak; blue Dou Qi is just around the corner. Hei Yu, this little cutie, isn't bad either—look at that frame getting stronger and more handsome by the day. And my dearest Hei Jin, you certainly are black enough indeed. I just looked at the account books—truly raking in countless bushels of gold daily. However, it's boring for our forces to always remain in the Mingyue Dynasty. If we can seize the opportunity, infiltrating the Shengyi Dynasty and Wushang Difeng would be for the best."
She had been talking to herself for ages, yet the three men in black before her hadn't moved an inch. Anyone who didn't know better would think three logs were standing in front of her.
Feng Jiuge coughed twice before finally getting to the main topic: "That man—have you found even the slightest trace?"
Having spent so many years developing an intelligence network, if they couldn't even find an injured man, then she must have really seen a ghost.
A difficult expression surfaced on Hei Feng's face: "That man vanished into thin air."
Vanished into thin air!
Feng Jiuge's cheerful tone instantly fell silent. She lightly lowered her eyelids, her red lips pressed tightly together. Her expression was gloomy, indescribable.
"Then you all must protect me well. I might not even live to see tomorrow's sun."
Since that man had the ability to disappear amidst her such tight search, he absolutely had the ability to bypass their layers of defenses, enter this room, and take her little life.
That blue whip, like lightning, was not to be trifled with.
"Master, who exactly is that man?"
In the end, Hei Feng couldn't help but speak. However, he only received a shake of Feng Jiuge's head.
If only she knew. She wouldn't be willing to provoke such a dangerous figure even if beaten to death.
Touching the sapphire-blue ring on her hand, a complicated look flashed through Feng Jiuge's eyes. Then she closed both eyes and collapsed directly onto the rocking chair: "It must have been him speaking ill of me just now. What an annoying man. All of you, out, out! Do you still want to watch me sleep?"
The three men's expressions showed awkwardness, and then they swiftly swept out.