Di Wenbin's identity was laid bare. He considered himself aloof and would never give Elder Xu a pleasant look.
His thoughts exposed, Elder Xu chuckled and hid them all away.
After all, the one with the sour face in the main hall was a disciple of the Immortal Sect. He had come not just for the excitement but also to see how Feng Ninghe would handle the situation.
Perhaps, as the future disciple of the Medicine Valley Master, he could even offer some help.
"Feng Ninghe, do you know what good deeds you've done!"
Feng Guangyao was agitated, his face stern as he glared at her.
Madam Zhang chimed in from the side, "Disciples of the Immortal Sect are honored guests of the Feng family. How could you lay hands on them?"
Feng Tongtong sat by, gloating, a spark of amusement in her eyes.
Feng Qingcheng's figure was nowhere to be seen in the main hall.
Feng Guangyao's eyes darted around, feigning dignity, his words filled with reprimand, "I knew you were young and lacked maturity in your actions. You still need more experience to manage the Feng family."
In essence, they simply wanted to regain control of the Feng family's authority.
The Great Elder glanced at the people around him, his gaze finally settling on Feng Ninghe, "Ning girl, we know the whole story. Tell us why you attacked these two disciples of the Immortal Sect."
Feng Ninghe slowly shifted her gaze to the two Immortal Sect disciples, her eyes calm. "Wang Junzhao wanted to teach me a lesson. How could I just stand there and take a beating? I merely swung a palm, and who knew she would fall.
It was the same with Di Wenbin. I thought the son of the Immortal Sect Master would have some skill, but who would have thought he was the same. If you're not as skilled, can you blame me?"
Di Wenbin's face turned red with shame and anger. After a long pause, he managed to utter, "You... you have insulted the Immortal Sect."
Feng Ninghe's expression remained unchanged. Her indifferent gaze slowly fell upon him. "You came to our doorstep under the banner of the Immortal Sect to impart teachings. If you are not as skilled, who can you blame? Furthermore, Mo Zisang is a notorious lecher. He has often preyed on virtuous young women using his status as an enforcement elder. The Immortal Sect knows this but does nothing."
Every word she spoke was the truth.
If Mo Zisang dared to attack her, he would surely not spare ordinary women from noble families.
Wang Junzhao's face turned red. He hurriedly said, "You... you meddle in too much. How can outsiders comment on the affairs of our Immortal Sect?"
The voice from Feng Ninghe was soft, "You say I attacked you, but in reality, you came to spar with me. Since you are not as skilled, how can you have the nerve to settle the score with me?"
After her explanation, the Feng family elders understood the whole story.
Di Wenbin was furious but unable to refute. He could only find fault elsewhere, "Feng Ninghe, how can a young lady like you be so vulgar!"
The Great Elder, fearing a disturbance, quickly said, "In my opinion, everyone should take a step back. We all need to live in harmony in the future."
Feng Guangyao wished for the matter to escalate further and was unwilling to let it go.
"Impossible!"
He rejected it without hesitation, "Guests are guests, and Feng Ninghe, as the acting family head, should set an example. Knowing that the two disciples of the Immortal Sect were no match for her, she shouldn't have attacked."
Feng Ninghe smiled it away, a layer of frost forming in her clear eyes, her expression cold. "The two disciples of the Immortal Sect came to spar with me. If I refused, it would be disrespecting the Immortal Sect. I doubt disciples of the Immortal Sect would be so petty as to accuse me of attacking them when they couldn't win?"
Her words choked Di Wenbin, making him feel as if something was stuck in his throat, his face awkward.
Indeed, they were accusing Feng Ninghe because they couldn't win, and they were the ones who initiated the attack.
If they continued to make unreasonable demands, they would be the ones acting rudely.
Wang Junzhao also remained silent, his face flushed, sitting to the side with some unease.
"It's been a few years, and Elder Sister has become quite sharp-tongued."
At this moment, a clear female voice drifted from outside the main hall.
The sunlight shone freely on Feng Qingcheng's face, illuminating her delicate features. Her high nose bridge was complemented by alluring red lips.
One had to admit, she possessed a beautiful face, but compared to Feng Ninghe, she was still far inferior.
Feng Qingcheng's gaze was fixed on Feng Ninghe, a flicker of jealousy in her eyes.
After five years, Feng Ninghe had shed her youthful immaturity. Her delicate features had matured, and she had grown into a graceful young woman.
This face could be described as perfect, even breathtaking.
Five years ago, she was already jealous of Feng Ninghe's beauty. It was a pity this woman was still alive...
Feng Ninghe's gaze also fell upon Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng looked the same as in her memory, her appearance unchanged.
Seeing this delicately made-up face, she was reminded of the hatred from five years ago, and her expression involuntarily darkened.
After many years, Feng Qingcheng was as detestable as ever.
The revenge from five years ago was due to be repaid...
Their eyes met, each harboring their own thoughts, and the air around them seemed to turn awkward.
Di Wenbin feigned composure and broke the oppressive silence, "Our disciples of the Immortal Sect have their magnanimity. Let today's matter be put aside. There's no need to harm our harmony."
There would be plenty of time in the future; he had ample opportunity to approach Feng Ninghe.
This vile woman was cunning and only knew how to frame and bully Qingcheng sister. He would definitely make Feng Ninghe pay the price!
"How can that be!"
Feng Tongtong could no longer sit still. She raised an eyebrow, her voice clearly rising, "Regardless of the reason, Feng Ninghe did attack. She should apologize, regardless of the circumstances."
Feng Ninghe turned to look at her, her indifferent eyes showing no significant emotional change. "Since Third Miss wishes to apologize, then you should step forward and apologize."
Feng Tongtong's eyes widened, and she said urgently, "You were the one who attacked. What does this have to do with me?"
"Since it has nothing to do with you, why are you so enthusiastic?" Feng Ninghe said with a cold laugh, her indifferent voice slowly falling.
The Second Elder could not bear to watch and interrupted their conversation, "Enough, everyone take a step back. Let's resolve this minor issue and move on."
The Great Elder did not forget to look at Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang, his words carrying a slight warning, "Don't make a fuss over every little thing in the future."
Except for Feng Qingcheng, the rest of this family was not presentable.
Without understanding the full story, they had rushed to gather everyone here, which was a waste of time.
If the leadership of the Feng family fell into Feng Guangyao's hands, who knew what other troubles would arise.
"Second Miss, the Pavilion Master of Liu Mian Pavilion, Sixth Master, has arrived!"
A servant hurried in and quickly entered the main hall.
Feng Qingcheng's lips involuntarily curved upwards. She looked at Feng Ninghe with a hint of provocation, her voice very soft, "Sixth Master has sent a large box of medicinal herbs. Sending a servant to express gratitude is not enough sincerity. Today, we have the opportunity to properly thank him."
Feng Ninghe was a smart person and could immediately discern the meaning behind Feng Qingcheng's gaze.
It was nothing more than showing off, showing off that Sixth Master had sent her a large box of medicinal herbs.
Feng Guangyao's mood immediately improved. He straightened his back and said, "Qingcheng, then hurry along. Make sure not to neglect Sixth Master."