บท 155: Feng Xiang Is Too Good at Twisting the Truth

Feng Xiang was struck dumb by this turn of events. He had treated this seal like treasure and even hugged it as he slept for the last month. How could it be smashed to pieces so easily? Not to mention how had it been broken so easily in the hands of Feng Qingling, a man with no Spiritual force?

Feng Xiupei saw with her own eyes how Feng Qingling had smashed the seal to bits, and her expression immediately changed. It was a fascinating expression.

Even though she had planned everything so carefully and had been nearly disfigured, she'd never thought that Feng Tianlan wasn't dead. Even the seal she'd brought back had now turned out to be a fake. She felt like Feng Tianlan had shot arrows at her face from all directions, and it was burning with pain!

"A fake seal cannot withstand such a test," Feng Qingling laughed coldly at Feng Xiang, his bright eyes burning with fire.