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Han Qing was momentarily taken aback, unsure of how to respond. "Father, you should know me by now; I'm not one to stir up trouble," he muttered in dissatisfaction.
Han Fu Zun shot him a fierce glare and coldly asked, "Then what’s going on between you and Feng Lin?"
He scoffed, "That’s his issue, not mine. I didn’t provoke him; he’s the one who always comes after me. I think he must be unwell." At this, Han Qing exploded with frustration.
"Shut up! It takes two to tango," Han Fu Zun retorted, clearly displeased.
Qin Feng glanced at Han Qing, contemplating whether to inform them that Feng Lin was dead, with not even a soul remaining. After a moment's thought, he decided against it; it would only cause unnecessary worry.
Under Han Fu Zun's imposing presence, Han Qing had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Nie Rong chuckled lightly, dismissing the situation. "What trouble could my son cause? Han Qing is quite exceptional."
Han Fu Zun shook his head and raised his wine cup. "Then I must trouble you, Brother Nie." With that, he downed his drink in one gulp.
He then turned to Qin Feng. "And you too, Qin Feng. The Eldest Princess is certainly aware of you; you need to be cautious."
Nie Rong set down his cup, a serious expression crossing his face. "What do you mean? Has the Eldest Princess made any moves?"
Han Fu Zun's eyes flickered. "Can you guess why Feng Lin was sent to Dongting Mansion?"
"Huh? What do you mean?" Nie Rong asked, puzzled.
Han Fu Zun replied slowly, "She likely wants Feng Lin to kill Qin Feng."
Nie Rong gasped in shock. "Brother Qin is dead? Is there such deep-seated hatred that she would send her own son to commit murder?"
Han Fu Zun sneered. "The green bamboo snake and the yellow wasp both have no poison; the most poisonous is a woman's heart."
Qin Feng's eyes glimmered as he recalled the hatred in Feng Lin's gaze when he learned of his identity; it was almost palpable.
Nie Rong quickly suggested, "Then we should leave at once to avoid being entangled with Feng Lin."
Han Fu Zun nodded slightly. "That sounds wise. I also don't know if the Eldest Princess has any other tricks up her sleeve."
Qin Feng had no objections; after all, Feng Lin was already dead.
The meal concluded with everyone feeling satisfied and content.
Later that evening, Qin Feng summoned the little fox to bring Nie Xiaoqian and Qin Wan'er to his room.
Nie Xiaoqian's heart skipped a beat at first, but when she heard Qin Wan'er was going too, she realized she had been overthinking it.
In Qin Feng's room, Nie Xiaoqian and Qin Wan'er looked at him with confusion.
"Brother, did you call us for something?" Qin Wan'er asked first.
Qin Feng smiled and said, "I have something for both of you."
With that, he stretched out his hand, and two Jian Wan appeared in his palm.
The two girls looked at the Jian Wan curiously; they were golden and shiny. "Brother, are these gold beans?" Qin Wan'er asked innocently.
"They're Jian Wan," the little fox exclaimed with wide eyes, unable to contain her surprise.
Nie Xiaoqian had learned the little fox's identity by now, and despite everything, she had grown fond of the creature. Hearing this, she turned to ask, "What exactly is Jian Wan?"
The little fox suppressed her shock and quickly explained, "Jian Wan is a rare treasure forged by sword immortals; it's very powerful."
Qin Feng glanced at the little fox and smiled. "That's right; these two are Jian Wan. They are for your protection."
The little fox was astonished. "Young Master, but ordinary people can't use Jian Wan! They haven't cultivated before; it might hurt them instead."
She expressed her concern.
Nie Xiaoqian and Qin Wan'er were intrigued but startled. "Is this little thing that dangerous?"
Qin Feng chuckled as he looked at the little fox. "You know about these matters; how could I not?"
The little fox looked at Qin Feng in confusion.
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