Soon, Leng Feng's eyes turned from initial panic to calm. Ever since Su Muqing had mentioned that wood ash could sterilize and disinfect, as well as fertilize fields, the army had collected all available wood ash wherever they went.
He stealthily crept into the kitchen and took out a lot of wood ash, quickly covering the bloodstains on the ground. After the bloodstains were cleaned up, he carried two dead chickens, initially intending to bury them.
However, he then felt it would be a waste to bury them like that. So, he quietly slipped out of the mansion and went to the well where the meteorite had been discovered before.
Sian Prefecture had experienced several days of rain, and many dried-up wells in the prefecture city had started to produce water again. Therefore, this secluded well was not frequented by people.
Moreover, it was the middle of the night. Leng Feng looked around; the surroundings were dark and quiet, with only himself, not even a bird. He had “borrowed” a large pot from the previous quarantine point. He boiled water to clean the chicken feathers and insides, then coated them with the barbecue seasoning Su Muqing had given them before starting a fire to roast the chickens.
While watching the roasting chickens, Leng Feng couldn't stop thinking. Why had he suddenly undergone such a significant change? And when had it started?
Unfortunately, despite his high attainments and understanding in martial arts, Leng Feng was always slow-witted when it came to other problems. He had finally managed to use his brain, and the aroma of the roasted chicken slowly wafted over.
Leng Feng shook his head, dismissing the unrealistic thoughts from his mind. The last two chickens were roasted to perfection and turned into a pile of bare bones. He ate until his mouth was greasy and his stomach was full, completely forgetting what he had been thinking about.
He never considered that his transformation began when he met Su Ling'er. Or perhaps, his heart was too resistant to associate these strange changes with the person he liked.
In the following days, Leng Feng would have episodes of abnormality from time to time. On two consecutive nights, he woke up to find himself covered in blood, standing outside the chicken coop with several headless dead chickens lying on the ground.
He became increasingly nervous and afraid. During the day, apart from his duties and looking for Su Ling'er, he basically avoided contact with others, fearing that they would notice something amiss.
Leng Feng sat by the bed, deep in thought. The Prince had said the army would depart for Chehe City in three days. But what would happen to Su Ling'er after he left?
Su Ling'er was just a servant, a young maid specifically chosen from Yaoking City to stay at the villa in Sian Prefecture. She definitely couldn't travel with the army.
He didn't even need to ask the Prince; he knew he would be rejected. Perhaps when they returned victorious, the Prince might agree to transfer Su Ling'er back to Yaoking, but he would never agree to Leng Feng taking her with him on the expedition.
But if he left here, it meant he wouldn't see Su Ling'er for a long time, nor would he be able to smell her scent. Wouldn't he then…
At the thought of this, Leng Feng's mind and body simultaneously began to feel unwell. He lowered his head, looking at the ground, clenching his fists tightly, his eyes filled with ferocity.
“Second Brother, what’s wrong? You’ve been sitting here for so long without packing your things. Are you reluctant to leave that clumsy little maid because we’re about to depart?” Leng Nuo sat down beside Leng Feng, nudging his shoulder playfully with his own.
If it were in the past, Leng Nuo’s actions and words would have been insignificant. But this time, it was different. As soon as his words fell, the person beside him attacked, catching him completely off guard.
“What nonsense are you talking about! Who allowed you to say that about her! I’ll kill you…” Leng Feng’s eyes were bloodshot, looking like a ferocious beast ready to devour someone.
He furiously slapped Leng Nuo far away with one palm. After Leng Nuo rolled to the ground, he quickly closed in and kicked him fiercely. Then, a volley of punches rained down on Leng Nuo.
Leng Feng didn't know what was happening to him. When he looked up at the person beside him, he didn't see the familiar face he knew.
Instead, he saw fragmented, bizarre scenes that had been appearing in his mind intermittently over the past few days. In those scenes, people were always trying to harm him, or an unknown monster suddenly appeared, wanting to devour him.
Therefore, his mind had been in turmoil, and a strong killing intent would suddenly surge within him. It was as if Leng Nuo had merely called Su Ling'er clumsy just now…
The two dead chickens, whose necks he had personally bitten off and heads torn off, suddenly flashed in Leng Feng’s mind. His blood surged, and he couldn't help but lash out at his youngest brother.
Everything happened too quickly and suddenly. Leng Nuo was heavily injured from the start, so he was pinned down and unable to fight back.
In fact, it wasn't just Leng Nuo who hadn't recovered; even the others in the room were still in a daze, unable to understand why Leng Feng had suddenly started hitting someone while they were having a normal conversation.
Finally, Leng Ren reacted first. He quickly leaped forward, using his shoulder and back to forcefully block Leng Feng’s powerful punch.
Leng Ren immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He could clearly hear a "crack" sound from his shoulder; his bone must have been broken!
Enduring the immense pain of his shattered bone, he forcefully turned around and kicked Leng Feng hard. Although it didn’t injure him, it did force him back a few steps.
Following closely, the other members of the Leng team – Leng Si, Leng Heng, and Leng Ao – leaped forward together. One locked his arm, another grabbed his leg, and a third held his waist tightly, finally subduing the frenzied Leng Feng.
Seeing that the danger was over, Leng Ren leaned against the wall, releasing his strength. He slowly slid to the ground, using his uninjured hand to pull the motionless Leng Nuo from the ground.
Seeing his brother beaten beyond recognition, Leng Nuo broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had quickly leaped over to block that punch for the tenth brother; otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
He had clearly seen that the punch Leng Feng landed on him was aimed directly at Leng Nuo's head. If it had hit him, the tenth brother would certainly be dead by now!
The men in the room were all gasping for breath. Leng Feng’s face was flushed, veins bulging on his forehead and neck. He felt his body burning, as if his meridians were flowing backward.
It was as if they had been bewitched, repelling his body. The conflict felt like some strange force tearing at his body and soul, causing indescribable pain and suffering!
He felt Leng Si and the others holding him tightly, not daring to relax even a bit.