"When your father wakes up, if the assassin is really the king, then we will hand over the power and resign!"
Hearing this, Fengjiu raised her eyebrows, somewhat surprised that he actually thought of handing over power and resigning.
As if he could see the doubt and surprise in her heart, the old man sighed and explained, "Back then, your great-grandfather left a will. If the higher-ups in the future really wanted to kill our Feng family, it would be the time for our Feng family to hand over power and retire. Your great-grandfather and the king's grandfather had a life-and-death friendship, and he left a will that no descendant of the Feng family should be an enemy of the Murong family."
"If he wants to kill us, should we just let him kill us without fighting back?" She frowned slightly, somewhat disapproving.
"Your great-grandfather is not that kind of foolish person. He once said that you can only do it once, but not twice. If you give in again and again and still refuse to give up, then there is no need to consider the old relationship. Therefore, when your father wakes up, if it is really as you said, then we will hand over the power to show our concession!"
At this point, he sighed and said, "I just hope that our guess is wrong. If that is true, it would be too chilling."
Fengjiu was silent for a long time, then said, "Grandpa, no matter what, we still have to wait until Daddy is out of danger. You are tired today, so go back and rest! My brother and I will be here to guard you."
"Yes, Grandpa, we can just guard here." Guan Xilin said, and said to Leng Hua beside him: "Help the old man go back and rest."
"yes."
Leng Hua responded, stepped forward and held the old man's hand, and said softly: "Old Master, I will take you back to rest!"
"Okay, I'll go back and rest for a while, and come over to see you later." The old man stood up and said, "I was originally in seclusion to practice, and I was almost able to break through, but I didn't expect something like this to happen."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled slightly and said, "Although Grandpa has not yet broken through the peak of the Martial Sect and entered the Martial Emperor stage, he has at least entered the peak third stage of the Martial Sect's Profound Realm. This strength may be the best at the moment."
The old man nodded: "Yes, now that something like this has happened in our mansion, if I advance to become a Martial Emperor level warrior at this time, I'm afraid... Oh! Let's talk about it later!" He sighed and walked out.
That night, Feng Jiu stayed by Feng Xiao's side. Just as she worried, he indeed had a fever all over due to his wounds at night. Fortunately, she was well prepared. She helped him reduce the fever while changing the bandages on his wounds. Finally, his body temperature returned to normal in the second half of the night.
"Xiaojiu, godfather's temperature is back to normal, you should just take a rest!" He poured her a glass of water, and felt distressed to see her busying around the bed all night long.
She was only sixteen years old, but she had already shouldered the burden of the entire Feng Mansion. She had to provide treatment for her father, take good care of the old man, stabilize the Feng Mansion, and guard against the king taking action against the Feng Mansion. Even he felt distressed when he saw her like this.
She sat down beside the bed and pulled up the quilt for her father. She said, "Although the body temperature has dropped, the internal injuries are very serious and the toxins in the body have not been completely cleared. I don't know if he can wake up tomorrow."
"Don't worry too much. Godfather is a lucky man and he will be fine." Although he said that, he also knew that his chest was shattered and his internal organs were seriously damaged. Even if he took the pills she made to save his life, his final condition would depend on whether he could wake up.