Feng Xujie sat down, looked at his seventh uncle opposite and said, "Seventh uncle is joking. She only has one master, and it's definitely not you."
"The Feng family has only one master, and it can only be me."
He looked at the cold eyes of his seventh uncle and the man next to him, and looked back without flinching, "I thought you knew, but it seems you don't."
"Too."
Feng Xujie kept his hands tightly clenched under the table, but his face was calm and calm, and his tone was unhurried.
"Seventh uncle is almost out of the fifth server. Maybe he has forgotten the Feng family's rules a long time ago."
"boom!"
The seventh uncle hit the table with his crutch, and the splashed teacup was about to fly towards Feng Xujie. The man next to the seventh uncle was happy to watch the show, but Chunque pulled out his scabbard to block it, and the teacup flew towards Feng Xujie. The man next to my great-uncle.
The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
When he reacted, he reached out and touched his forehead, only to find blood on one hand.
This change was so fast and sudden that Feng Xujie couldn't even imagine if he could have saved his face without Chunque by his side.
"boom!"
Lu Zongping slapped the table and stood up. Before the man next to his seventh uncle could speak, he said angrily: "What do you mean, Mr. Feng Qi? The young master is the future leader of the Feng family. You are trying to deliberately murder the leader!"
"You're talking nonsense!" Seventh Uncle's chest was shaking with anger.
"Now that the Feng family has a head, where will the next one come from?"
When Feng Xujie saw them all getting up, he straightened his legs and stood up from his seat.
No matter how scared he was now, he couldn't show it on his face.
"Does the head of the Feng family you call the head of the Feng family have the token of the head of the Feng family?"
The seventh uncle choked, and Feng Xujie continued: "If not, who is the head of the Feng family?"
"Let's not mention that the Feng family has always inherited the eldest son. I am the legitimate head of the Feng family. I only want to say that the token of the head of the Feng family is in my hand, and I am the only one who knows the location of the Feng family's secret pavilion. , I am the only head of the Feng family."
"If the seventh uncle doesn't want to admit it." Feng Xujie looked at the old man in front of him coldly and said, "When the seventeen rudders get together in the next year, I can ask them to help divide the Feng family."
"It's just nonsense!"
Hearing Feng Xujie's cold words about splitting up the family, the seventh uncle immediately jumped in.
If the family is really separated, how can they, who are already regarded as side branches, take advantage of the main family in the future?
"Sit down and discuss your own affairs carefully. If you, a junior, are so tyrannical and unreasonable, how will the people in the family view you?"
Feng Xujie looked at his seventh uncle who softened his tone with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, "The head of the family is mine. If you insist on your inheritance, you are being tyrannical and unreasonable. Then I have nothing to say."
"Xujie, don't forget the good things your mother did!" the seventh uncle threatened.
When he mentioned his mother, Feng Xujie's eyes seemed to be filled with blood.
"I remember my mother's affairs very clearly. Just after my father passed away, someone poured dirty water on my mother. Don't worry, I will never let go of those who forced my mother to die."
"I have found the evidence. I will give my mother justice just waiting for the day when the Seventeen Helms meet."
Feng Xujie looked at his seventh uncle with cold eyes, "Why don't you, seventh uncle, take this time to think about whose side you should stand on that day?"
Feng Xujie has the Sect Master Token. Logically speaking, whoever holds the Sect Master Token will be unconditionally regarded as the Sect Master by the people of the Feng Family and the Seventeenth Helm.
But it's not like Feng Kewen has done nothing in the past half year. Those who can really only look at the tokens may only be half as Lu Zongping said.
As for the Feng family's secret pavilion and the Feng family's treasure house, there is no difference. Just for this reason, Feng Kewen would not let Feng Xujie separate from him.
"It seems you have really grown up."
Feng Xujie looked at the livid seventh uncle and said, "No matter how young a child is, he should grow up after experiencing so much."
"I've said everything that needs to be said." Feng Xujie looked at the man standing next to his seventh uncle, covering the bloody hole on his head, and said, "It's hard work for my second uncle to help me look after my home for so long. When the seventeen rudders meet later, I will thank him properly in front of the helmsman of each rudder."
"Uncle Lu, let's go."
Lu Zongping looked at the strong Feng Xujie and raised the corners of his mouth, "Let's go, our Jiang Zhongduo always only listens to the orders of the sect leader."
This time Lu Zongping took half a step back and walked behind Feng Xujie. When they reached the stairs, they could hear a smashing sound coming from the box.
A smile finally appeared on Feng Xujie's face.
Zhou Yunshu once told himself that only those in a relatively weak position would get angry behind his back. This showed that he finally stood upright in front of Feng Kewen from hiding and truly became his opponent.
…
In the evening, when Zhou Yunshu took Zhou Yunzhi and Wu Gui to formally introduce themselves to Uncle He, Hu Zi, Du Hengxin and others in the front hall, Shiliu knocked on the door and walked in.
"What's wrong?"
Shiliu smiled and said: "I caught a few young people and the person who set the fire."
Feng Xujie frowned, "Is it them?!"
He knew that this group of people would definitely not give up, but before the killer could wait, he actually waited for the person who set the fire.
Shiliu did not refute, but smiled and acquiesced to Feng Xujie's words.
Zhou Yunshu looked at Feng Xujie and asked, "What do you think should be done with these people?"
Everyone in the room looked at Feng Xujie. Feng Xujie clenched his fists, looked at Zhou Yunshu and said, "Break their legs and throw them to Feng Liyun's residence."
Feng Liyun is the name of the seventh uncle.
Zhou Yunshu nodded and looked at Sixteen.
"good."
With that said, Shiliu asked Zhou Yunshu: "It's really easy to catch fire when the weather is dry recently. Do you think it's a little dry over there?"
Zhou Yunshu raised the corner of her mouth, "Indeed, there are always some surprises in this kind of weather."
"Okay, I'll do it right away." Shiliu said with a smile.
Although the two of them did not speak out directly, everyone in the room understood what they meant.
But tit for tat, they didn't feel there was anything wrong.
Shiliu left and the main room became quiet again.
Zhou Yunshu continued what he said before, "Uncle Liang will be responsible for matters in Dongchuan after the new year. If you need to discuss anything, just come to Wu Gui."
Shopkeeper Liang and Wu Gui looked at each other, then nodded.
"I have slowly handed over the affairs in Jiangzhong to my elder brothers, Uncle He and Uncle Yan. If you need to discuss, you can come to him."
Uncle He and Uncle Yan bent over Zhou Yunzhi, and Zhou Yunzhi nodded.
"What about us?"
Du Hengxin and Huzi all looked at Zhou Yunshu.
"Before you go to Dongchuan in the next year, study and train with Yunjia and my eldest brother. When the houses in Dongchuan are almost completed, you can go over and help."
"good!"
After the matter was explained, Uncle He and others left, leaving only Zhou Yunshu and Feng Xujie in the main room.
Feng Xujie walked up to his uncles Zhou Yunzhi and Zhou Yunshu and said, "Sir, uncle, I have decided."
"What to decide?"
Feng Xujie took a deep breath and said, "Instead of waiting for Feng Kewen to find ways to take the location of the Secret Pavilion away from me, I...are willing to give half of the Secret Pavilion to the Zhou family."
