Chapter 300 Leave With An Angry Flick Of The Sleeves (1/2)

Hearing that, Murong Bo's sharp gaze turned chill as it swept over her before turning to look at Feng Xiao where he said with a deep bellow: ”Feng Xiao!”

That call of Feng Xiao was imbued with the dominance of a powerful pugilist and delivered with a conqueror's vigor, feeling as if the moment his voice sounded, a visible surge of mystical Qi swept through the hall, exceptionally oppressive, which made Feng Xiao who had been trying his hardest to minimize his presence to have no choice but to come walking forward.

”Your va.s.sal's present.”

Murong Bo was not able to blow his top at Old Patriarch Feng as he was the Feng Residence's Old Patriarch. Even though he was the Ruler of the country, he had to abide by the ancient teachings of deferring a certain level of respect as Old Patriarch Feng was an elder that was of his father's generation and hence if he was to throw a rage, he could not direct the rage upon the old man.

As for Feng Qing Ge, she was merely Feng Xiao's daughter, and the Feng Residence's Eldest Miss. Firstly, she was not his subordinate, and secondly, neither was she his daughter in law. Moreover, she was from the junior generation so instead of getting angry with her, he would very much rather question Feng Xiao directly.

He glanced at Feng Xiao who was bowing respectfully and he went on to directly ask: ”What is going on with those three Heavenly thunderbolts?”

”About that…..”

Feng Xiao raised his head and glanced up at Murong Bo before he shook his head in bewilderment. ”Your va.s.sal does not know what happened.”

He really did not know. When he ran out upon hearing the thunderbolt, he immediately heard the Old Patriarch's orders. So how could he know what was going on with the Heavenly thunderbolt?

But, it was still his Family Clan's affair afterall and it must have something to do with his daughter. Hence, even if he knew, he would still have to say he did not not anything.

His belly already brewing with rage, when Murong Bo heard that answer, he immediately placed the teacup he held in his hand heavily down onto the table and shot to his feet. His face dark, he then flicked his sleeves before he left, without saying another word.

His unexpected actions caused the three people in the hall to be slightly taken aback, but they did not say anything as they watched his leave.