Chapter 16 - Leaving the Mu Family (2/2)

“Wh-what should we do now?”

Mu Feng was shocked, although he never really understood politics.

“If there ever comes a great battle where we must pick a side, our family would definitely defend the royals to our deaths. That’s why I want to send you away. Previously, I thought that you would be able to break free from all of this by entering the Royal Wudo academy. However, judging by our current situation, it leaves me no choice but to send you back to your hometown.”

“No, I don’t want to leave. I want to share the troubles with all my Mu brothers.”

Mu Feng shook his head and said.

“You can’t stay. You’re not a kid anymore, what can you do even if you stay here? Do you think that you could be of help to the family? Even if your cultivation was not lost, you couldn’t be of much help anyway, not to mention that your cultivation has now gone down the drain. Mu Tian is dead and you’re his only son. I can’t afford to let anything happen to you.”

Mu Chen said solemnly without his usual kindness.

Upon hearing his words, Mu Feng clenched his fists and felt very reluctant to leave.

Power, it was all because of power. The Mu family was now facing a stormy battle, but he couldn’t be of any help because he didn’t have the power.

Mu Feng knew that what his big uncle said was true. Even if he had not lost his cultivation, even if he was still a Zi Fu level cultivator, he would still be a nobody in the capital.

He couldn’t avenge his father’s death because he was weak. He couldn’t seek revenge for the 200,000 Mu soldiers because he didn’t have power. Because of power itself, he had to leave Wan Er.

At this time, deep down in his heart, Mu Feng felt hungry for power.

“You and Mu Kuang will be going back to your hometown tomorrow night. I will send Mu Zhong to protect you guys.”

Without hearing his reply, Mu Chen made the decision himself.

“The dumplings are ready.”

At this time, Zhang brought out two large bowls of freshly steamed dumplings and put them on the dining table in a room that was next to the living room. She then asked the two of them to go over and eat.

Mu Feng ate the dumplings while random thoughts flooded his mind. At this moment, the delicious dumplings that he had always liked were tasteless.

After finishing his breakfast, Mu Feng left the courtyard with mixed feelings.

Zhang looked at Mu Feng’s receding figure and sighed deeply.

“Feng Er really lives a tough life. Since he was a young boy, he didn’t have a mother. Now, his father has passed away and his Meta-pulses are damaged. Why is heaven treating him so?”

Zhang said with teary eyes.

“A man grows stronger in rain and storm. Who knows? Perhaps this is a test from heaven…”

Mu Chen said softly while gazing at Mu Feng’s back.

The following night, Mu Feng and Mu Kuang rode out on their Unicorn Horses and took one last look at the Mu family residency that looked brilliant under the moonlight. A trace of sadness flashed across their eyes.

“Brother Feng, will we come back one day?”

Mu Kuang asked with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

“Of course. We’ll definitely be back!”

Mu Feng looked at the mansion and said with determination.

“Little Lord Feng, it’s quite late already. Let’s leave now. It would be best if we can reach your hometown before dawn.”

Said a muscular man dressed in black robes.

He was Mu Zhong, a powerful cultivator who had reached Ning Gang Seventh Sky.

“Okay.”

Mu Feng nodded and rode off into the night on his Unicorn Horse.

Their three figures soon vanished into the darkness.

One day, I will change my destiny.

One day, I will seek revenge.

One day, I will thwart all conspiracies!

I would rather die fighting than live an ordinary life!

Mu Feng made a silent vow in his heart.