I was confused and deep in thought when I was interrupted by a voice.
"Daddy, what happened?"
Feng Qingge quickly came to his side and saw the two figures fighting on the roof. She couldn't help but widen her eyes: "An assassin actually came into our house? What is he doing here? Where is Grandpa? Is Grandpa okay?"
"Your grandfather is missing." Feng Xiao frowned slightly, with unconcealed worry in his eyes. His father was in such good health, and now he was missing. Who had kidnapped him? What was that person's purpose
"What? Grandpa is missing?"
She was startled, and a little confused. Why did the old man disappear? Could he have been kidnapped by someone? But what could they do with him? Moreover, he could kidnap people in Feng Mansion as if no one was there. That person's skills were too strange, right
"Swoosh! Bang!"
Fists and feet collided, making sounds of air flow and heavy noises. Both figures, one black and one white, were filled with a strong aura of mysterious power. Both of them attacked mercilessly, and each move was so fierce that the people below couldn't help but tremble with fear.
Just as he was secretly shocked at the black-clothed man's superb skills, he saw the black-clothed man spin sideways and kick, and the leg that swept across even condensed a sharp airflow visible to the naked eye, and kicked towards Murong Yixuan at an incredibly fast speed.
"Um!"
Murong Yixuan groaned, and lost his balance and fell from the roof to the ground. He adjusted himself quickly, taking a deep breath to balance his body as he landed, but due to the speed and force of the fall, he still had to take a few steps back involuntarily before he could stand firm.
After he stood firm, he looked up again and saw the black figure on the roof sweeping towards him. That gaze unexpectedly made him feel somewhat familiar. For a moment, he was stunned and dazed.
“Chase after him!”
Feng Xiao saw the black figure flying away and disappearing quickly into the night, and he immediately ordered his guards to chase after him.
How could the speed of the Feng Mansion guards catch up with Feng Jiu? She had been running without stopping since she left the Feng Mansion, leaving the people behind her far behind. When she returned to the vicinity of the courtyard, she brought the old man out of the space, helped him jump into the house, and came to the inner courtyard.
"Xiaojiu, how are you? Is everything going well?" Guan Xilin and Leng Shuang were waiting for her in the yard. As soon as they saw her come back, they hurried over to welcome her.
"Not bad." She handed the person to him and said, "Help him into the room first. Leng Shuang, you stay in the yard."
"Yes." Leng Shuang responded and stood guard in the yard.
After entering the room, Guan Xilin put the old man on the bed. Looking at the unconscious and emaciated old man Feng, he couldn't help but turn back to look for Feng Jiu: "Xiao Jiu, what happened to your grandpa? Why does he look so haggard?"
Fengjiu walked out from behind the screen, having changed into her casual clothes. She washed her hands and came over, saying, "Brother, get me a basin of clean water first."
As she spoke, she sat down beside the bed, examined her grandfather's body again, and then took out the silver needle and put it aside.
Guan Xilinsi fetched some clean water and placed it next to her, then stood by the bed and watched without disturbing her. He saw her take out silver needles and pierce all ten of her grandfather's fingers, then put them in the water and squeezed out the blood.
He couldn't help but gasp when he saw the basin of water stained with dark black blood.