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Alright, in truth, he was envious and jealous of Han Qing. When he first arrived here, he lived in the Han Qing Family. The sight of the family's harmony, with a loving father and obedient son, greatly affected him. Eventually, he moved out, unwilling to stay in the Yamen any longer.
Qin Feng's expression turned cold as he slowly drew his sword. "Actually, I want to kill you too."
Feng Lin was taken aback for a moment before bursting into laughter. "You think you can kill me?"
Qin Feng replied calmly, "Has the Eldest Princess ever mentioned someone named Qin Gang to you?"
Feng Lin froze, his expression suddenly changing. "Qin Gang? How do you know about Qin Gang?" His face twisted into a more ferocious look.
Seeing this, Qin Feng realized that the Eldest Princess hadn't forgotten about her father. "I am Qin Feng."
"Qin Gang... Qin Feng..." Feng Lin murmured, then abruptly looked up at Qin Feng with disbelief. "You are Qin Gang's son?"
Qin Feng nodded slightly.
"Haha! Now this is even better!" Feng Lin laughed maniacally. "This is fantastic! Heaven has not been unkind to me; I actually encountered Qin Gang's son! Hahaha!"
Qin Feng looked at Feng Lin in surprise; this reaction seemed a bit excessive.
Suddenly, Feng Lin stopped laughing and glared at Qin Feng with resentment. "Do you know how my father died? My mother never forgot about Qin Gang and always compared my father to him. Eventually, she beat him to death with a whip! And she never cared for me either! I'm the Eldest Princess's son, yet no one looks after me. Do you know what that feels like?" Feng Lin's voice became increasingly hysterical.
Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. "What does that have to do with me?"
"How can it not be related? If my mother hadn't been unable to forget your father, would I have suffered so much? My father wouldn't have died!" Feng Lin glared at Qin Feng with hatred.
Qin Feng remained calm. "That's a problem for the Eldest Princess; it has nothing to do with me. Or perhaps your father wanted to cling to nobility but couldn't win the Eldest Princess's heart."
"Shut up!" Feng Lin's face changed drastically. "Kill him! You all kill him for me!"
Feng Lin pointed at Qin Feng, commanding the three guards behind him. Qin Feng glanced at them and chuckled, "You're not as bad off as you say, are you? You have guards, after all."
Feng Lin coldly stared at Qin Feng. "These are the people my father left for me."
Qin Feng was taken aback; it seemed his father treated him quite well. He shook his head and said, "What a pity, you ran into me." With that, he vanished in an instant.
The three guards' expressions changed dramatically; before they could react, a line of blood appeared across their necks. Their consciousness was consumed by Sha Qi, completely extinguished.
Qin Feng stood before Feng Lin, his sword poised against his throat.
Thud, thud, thud—three bodies fell to the ground, their heads severed from their bodies, blood splattering everywhere.
Feng Lin stared in shock, bewildered by what had just happened. He hadn’t even seen how it occurred. Suddenly feeling the chill against his neck, he shivered; his men had just died like that?
With a thud, Feng Lin dropped to his knees. "I was wrong! Please spare me!"
Qin Feng was momentarily stunned; he hadn’t expected Feng Lin to kneel and beg for mercy.
"I actually preferred the defiant attitude you had just now," Qin Feng couldn't help but say.
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