“I will tell you something you don’t know.” The man paused and said, “You may not know this! This Feng Jiu is not the original Feng Qingge. She must have been possessed by someone else. A strange spirit from nowhere took over her body and became the current Feng Jiu.”
"For these ants, it only takes a word for me to kill them. I can kill them without a burial place with just a flick of my finger. However, after I found out about this interesting thing, I want to see how Feng Xiao and the others will treat the person who took over his daughter's body after they know about it."
"Killing a person is easy, but don't you think it's more interesting to torture her and destroy her mind? Watching her being questioned by her loved ones, watching her being betrayed, watching her being abandoned by her friends and family, and dying in physical and mental pain, this is much more interesting than killing her with a knife, don't you think?"
Hearing this, Han Rong's eyes lit up: "My Lord, your opinion is great!"
Seemingly very satisfied with these words, the man continued, "As for the ruler of the Xuanyuan Empire, although he is not dead, he is almost a useless person. His cultivation has been abolished, his strength has dissipated, his inner core has been shattered, and he has fallen from a high and mighty figure in the clouds to the lowest level of dirt. Now, even if someone wants to kill him, it is easy. Even if they don't kill him, he can only wait to die."
"My Lord is wise. Han Rong was able to take revenge thanks to your help. I will never forget your kindness!" He immediately knelt down and saluted, seeming very excited.
"Alright, I'm not a good person, and you're not a good person either, and your master is even less of a good person." The man waved his hand and said, "We're just using each other. Go back and tell your master that Feng Xing's talk is all nonsense. If he doesn't believe it, haha, when I get tired of playing with them, I'll kill Feng Jiu and show you guys."
"Yes, then Han Rong will take his leave first." He bowed and then turned to leave.
After going outside, he paused, looked up at the sky, and revealed a sinister smile.
Fengjiu! You have come to this day!
If it weren't for the appearance of Feng Jiu, he would still be the respected Uncle Han in Xuanyuan Mansion! If it weren't for Feng Jiu's action, he wouldn't have been cast down to the mortal world, and his strength and cultivation would not have been abolished by Xuanyuan Mo Ze himself, and he would not have been driven out of the imperial city with one arm cut off by him!
In his opinion, he was showing mercy to his men, but he didn't know that doing so would be a fate worse than death for him!
Having lost an arm, he had lost all his cultivation. Not long after he was driven out of the imperial city, he was dragged into the woods by wild beasts and died in their mouths. The resentment and hatred in his heart had not yet subsided, and his soul condensed and floated around until he met his current master, the Demon Lord!
It was he who gave him life again and allowed him to return to the world. It was he who gave him everything he has now. However, even though he took away a cultivator's body with the help of his master and took it for himself, he could not get rid of the resentment in his heart and wanted to kill Fengjiu all the time to avenge Xuanyuan Moze and the others!
He wanted Feng Jiu to lose her family and everything! He wanted Xuanyuan Moze to lose the entire Xuanyuan Empire and his father to fall from the clouds to the earth!
He wants to take back everything they gave him!