"But I seem to have never seen the Phoenix Guards of our Feng family." It seemed that he had never seen the Phoenix Guards of the Feng family in his memory, but there were some Phoenix Guards in the mansion who followed his grandfather and father to guard them.
"You will definitely come into contact with Feng Jiawei in the future. Now, let's go home first. Otherwise, once this matter gets out of hand, I'm afraid it will be out of control." The old man said in a calm voice, looking at Guan Xilin on the side, and said: "Xilin, go and prepare the carriage. It's not much time until noon now. You have to go back quickly to stop it."
"Okay." Guan Xilin responded and walked out immediately.
Leng Shuang came in with some snacks in her hands and said, "Old Master, Miss, please have some snacks! These are just made by Qing Niang."
Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Let's go back to the Feng family and take the snacks with us to eat in the carriage." She was not as worried as the old man about the current situation of the Feng family. Su Ruoyun alone could not cause any trouble.
In the Feng family, as the news spread, the heads of the families in the city came to the mansion one after another. They sat together and talked in a low voice. In their opinion, Feng Qingge was still too young and might not be able to control the Feng Guards and become the Feng Lord.
But no one expected that so many things would happen to the Feng family recently. First, the old man became insane and was abducted and his whereabouts were unknown. In just two days, even General Feng fell ill. Now in the Feng Mansion, the only one who can take charge is Feng Qingge, but people are not optimistic about her ability.
Although Feng Qingge is the apple of Feng Xiao's eye, compared with her strength and ability, her stunning beauty is more talked about. After all, as people from Yunyue City, they naturally know how strong and capable Feng Qingge is.
In fact, with Feng Qingge's strength and cultivation, she could not even compare with the children of some middle-class families. But she had a favored fiancé and the powerful backing of the Feng Mansion. Therefore, her strength was not what people cared about.
Under a pavilion in the backyard, eight men in brocade clothes were talking, some sitting, some standing, and some leaning against the pavilion with their arms folded across their chests.
"Do you think the old man will come back today?"
The person who spoke was a young man in a blue robe. He was sitting at the table, holding his chin with one hand and asking the other people.
A serious-looking man in a black robe took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice, "The news has all been spread. He will definitely come back."
"It seems that quite a lot of people came today. I heard from the people below that even the old emperor came." The man leaning against the pavilion with his arms folded across his chest said nonchalantly.
A man in white holding a folding fan asked, "However, is it really okay for us to keep silent about this? Isn't that too much?"
"How could that be? The master didn't ask us to investigate. We found out after our own investigation. It doesn't count as withholding information." The man who spoke raised his eyebrows, and his tone sounded as if it was a matter of course.
The other person couldn't help but laugh when he heard this and said, "It's a good thing those old guys went into seclusion, otherwise if they knew we were standing by and watching without solving the problem, they would probably have been scolded again."