But then, he immediately came to his senses. The Murong Liufeng in the dungeon just now was a fake!
Not a suspicion or an inference, but an unquestionable certainty.
Because only when he saw the real cold and fierce Gu Liufeng, he realized that even if the real Gu Liufeng was covered with scars, he would never show a look of fear and pleading, nor would he cry for mercy because of fear.
The real Gu Liufeng could be recognized just by looking at his eyes, which were clear, passionate, and resolute - those were a pair of eyes that were no different from those of the Murong family, and even made Murong Feng disgusted.
Thinking of this, Murong Feng was horrified. He widened his eyes and trembled, "You... you are here, who is that Murong Liufeng in the dungeon?"
Gu Liufeng looked down at him and said with a cold smile: "Murong Feng, you hide here every day to make pills. Don't you realize how many days it has been since you last saw your precious son and wife?"
Murong Feng's temples twitched, and he vaguely remembered that Madam Murong's maid told him a few days ago that Madam Murong was missing, and his son Murong Linfeng was also missing.
He was so busy refining the elixir at the time that he had no time to care about who was missing. He just thought that the two of them had gone somewhere to relax.
If not, where did they go
Gu Liufeng laughed softly, his laughter full of malice, "What? Haven't you thought of it yet? Or are you too scared to believe it now that it's happening?"
"In that dim dungeon, tying the men to black iron chains and whipping them day and night, and branding them with fire, while locking the women in small boxes and bullying them at will, Murong Feng, does this feel great?"
"But if you knew that the one who was whipped and branded was your most beloved son, Murong Feng, and the one who was locked in the small box and tortured into an idiot was your legitimate wife, I wonder how you would feel? Hahaha..."
“No… This is impossible! This is impossible!!” Murong Feng suddenly let out a hysterical howl and rushed towards Gu Liufeng, “You bastard, it’s all because of you that I lost Lin Feng, give me back Lin Feng’s life!!”
When Murong Feng thought that he was the one who had sent his beloved son to be toyed with by that pervert Mr. Liao, he felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting, and his heart seemed to be torn into pieces.
Gu Liufeng's eyes were filled with rage, but his voice was filled with a cold smile, "Oh? So, your son has been tortured to death by you? Congratulations!"
"You thought the person you tortured was Murong Liufeng, so you could ignore his life or death and watch him fall into hell and die in torture? Murong Feng, you are such a good father!"
Murong Feng said hysterically: "You bastard, I never considered you my son. You are just a chess piece in my hand. If I want you to live, you have to live. If I want you to die, you have to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and clapped it. Suddenly, a secret door behind the alchemy furnace suddenly opened, and then a figure quickly rushed towards Gu Liufeng.
Gu Liufeng rolled on the spot and was about to fight back, but when he saw the person in front of him, he cried out in surprise, "Uncle?!"
The man who was attacking him with a knife had dull eyes and many scars on his face that had not yet fully healed. But who else could it be if not his uncle Gu Yidao? (To be continued)