Chapter 392 Blindsided in the Eleventh Hour! (2/2)

”Don't worry, father,” said Feng Jiu, softly consoling him, ”at this point, no news is still good news.” Thinking for a moment, she then said, ”Oh! Father, I want to take a look in grandfather's quarters. I feel that grandfather may have known his abductor or perhaps there may be some clues lying around.”

Feng Xiao nodded his head and said, ”Yes, do as you wish. I'm not back to my old self yet, so I'll leave these matters up to you.” See how Feng Jiu dealt with the matter so swiftly and decisively, despite the troubles they were in, Feng Xiao knew that she could bring order back to the Feng Residence, and that was a great comfort to him.

”I'll handle these affairs, father. Just you rest and tend to your injuries,” she said with a warm smile. Looking to Leng Hua, she asked, ”Is there any more of the ointment left that I had prepared? If not, I can take it and bring some more back.”

”Yes,” said Leng Hua, ”There's still some left, Mistress.”

”Good. Then I'll be heading back to my quarters,” said Feng Jiu as she got up and left.

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace...

”Ruler, Ruler! Bad news! Bad news!” An old man came rus.h.i.+ng into the palace, and in his haste, he stumbled over the threshold.

”What's gotten into you?” asked Murong Bo, meticulously enunciating his words with regal dignity.

In his hands, he held a cup of tea up to his lips. Kneeling beside him on both sides were two nimble servant girls pat-patting his legs while two men standing behind him were gently fanning him. Murong Bo indulged in his leisure.

The disappearance of the Old Feng Patriarch and the stupor that beset Feng Xiao played out perfectly for him. Though the Feng Residence had yet to fall, they were no longer the threat to him that they once posed. If he wished to rain utter ruin upon them, he could do so at the flick of a hand.

Even the young lady of the Feng Residence, that Feng Qing Ge, would soon be his to wed off. Soon, he would tie himself to the sixth-grade Green Gallop County. Soon, his Sun Glory Country would outs.h.i.+ne the numerous other ninth-grade countries, and with the backing of Green Gallop, none would dare to stand against him!