Chapter 8 - The One who Humiliates My Parents Must Die (1/2)

The door swung open and four muscular men stepped into the courtyard.

Mu Feng frowned and shouted at them: “What are you guys trying to do? Who gave you the permission to enter my courtyard?!”

“Little Lord Feng.”

Among the four men, the muscular man who was 1.9 meters tall clasped his hands towards Mu Feng and said: “We were ordered by Little Lord Qing to move some stuff away.”

“Stuff? What kind of stuff?”

“Your belongings, of course. Little Lord Qing said that this Dan Xin Ya courtyard is for the most talented disciple of the Mu family to live in, and not for some cripple. Little Lord Qing will be moving into this courtyard tomorrow. As for you, Little Lord Qing had already made arrangements for you to live in the East Side guesthouse.”

The man said with an evil grin.

Upon hearing that, Mu Feng squinted his eyes.

The person he referred to was Mu Qing, the son of his third uncle. He was two years older than Mu Feng and had reached Zi Fu First Sky. They had not seen eye to eye since childhood.

Perhaps it was because of the level of seniority within the family, as Mu Feng’s father, Mu Tian, held more authority than Mu Qing’s father, Mu Ye. In addition, Mu Feng had been more talented than Mu Qing in Wudo cultivation since they were young.

This Dan Xin Ya courtyard that he lived in was much better than the courtyards that the other Mu family members lived in. It had four rooms: a dining room, a study room, a bedroom, and a cultivation room. It also had a front yard and a backyard.

However, Mu Feng joined the army at a young age, so he usually didn’t stay here. Hence, he did not have any servants in his courtyard.

The East Side guesthouse was just a normal room that was incomparable to this Dan Xin Ya courtyard.

Now, with Mu Tian dead and Mu Feng being a cripple, Mu Qing couldn’t wait to bring him more misfortune. As the saying goes, “when it rains, it pours.”

“Move his stuff away, now!”

The muscular man ignored Mu Feng and ordered the others to start taking away his belongings.

“Stop it this instant!”

Mu Feng shouted angrily. He stepped forward and grabbed hold of the servant’s hand. He then raised his hand and gave the servant a tight slap.

“How dare you move my belongings! Mu Qing, who does he think he is?”

Mu Feng said coldly. The slap was so powerful that the servant’s tooth was knocked out. He spat out a mouthful of blood and one side of his face swelled up.

Being provoked by Mu Feng, the servant said coldly: “Little Lord Feng, I respected you because you are the little lord. Now, I have not respect for you because you are just a f*cking cripple without parents! You better have a sense of shame! Continue to move away his belongings!”

The servant gave the order again and the other three servants continued to take his belongings away.

Meanwhile, there was a murderous intent in Mu Feng’s eyes. His eyes gleamed with a sanguine light.

The servant sneered coldly and walked passed him. All of a sudden, Mu Feng made an abrupt move and kicked him in the chest, causing the servant to fall back a few steps.

Mu Feng dashed forward like an arrow and pointed his fingers like a sword. A pure stream of Vitality concentrated at his fingers as he stabbed the servant’s throat.

Kachakk!

The servant grabbed hold of Mu Feng’s hand and stared at him in disbelief. Blood gushed out from the hole in his throat. He never thought that Mu Feng would suddenly kill him.

The other three servants were stunned when they saw the scene. They dropped the stuff and looked at Mu Feng in horror.

Mu Feng clasped his hands firmly around the man’s neck while the blood kept dripping down along his arm. He stared at the man with red eyes.

“Did you know that you didn’t have to die today? However, what I hate the most are people who humiliate my parents. That’s why you must die today!”

Mu Feng whispered coldly in the servant’s ear. He broke the servant’s neck with a tight grasp of his hand.