Feng Ninghe faced the angry gazes with composure. She remained silent, her eyes growing colder.
Looking at Feng Ninghe before him, Di Wenbin couldn't help but shiver. His torrent of angry words was choked back, unable to form a single syllable.
Wang Junzhao gently tugged his sleeve, reminding him, "Senior Brother Di, we should withdraw. This is not a place to linger."
Having lost all face, they had no right to remain.
The two hesitated no longer and quickly departed.
The cultivators sighed, their eyes filled with emotion. Just as everyone thought the farce was about to end, Feng Ninghe narrowed her eyes, her cool gaze instantly locking onto a figure in the crowd.
"Feng Qingcheng, now it's your turn."
"It's time we settled our bet."
Feng Ninghe leaped forward, her figure swiftly moving towards Feng Qingcheng.
Seeing the approaching figure, Feng Qingcheng's expression changed drastically. Her heart pounded, and she instinctively took a step back. "What did you say?"
The two disciples of the Immortal Sect had suffered immense humiliation. She was to marry the King of Hell in the future; she could not afford to be disgraced in public like those two.
Feng Ninghe stood still, her posture languid, her expression slightly cold. She looked up and said, "You lost. I successfully tamed the beast, and you couldn't. This proves you are inferior to me. It's your turn to call me grandfather."
The events of earlier flashed in her mind.
Feng Qingcheng had no doubt that this woman would use any means necessary to force her to kneel and call her grandfather.
How noble was her status? How could she be compared to such a good-for-nothing?
Even in a fight, Feng Ninghe was no match for her. Her cultivation had long reached Nascent Soul, while Feng Ninghe was nothing more than a useless straw bag.
Immediately, Feng Qingcheng arrogantly tilted her head, glancing at Feng Ninghe dismissively. "You tamed the Thunder Leopard purely by chance. You must have used some trick to do it. Otherwise, do you think you could tame it with your abilities?"
Contempt filled Feng Qingcheng's eyes.
She was convinced Feng Ninghe had used underhanded tactics.
Even she, who couldn't tame the Thunder Leopard and had to flee in disarray after being chased by it, couldn't fathom how Feng Ninghe could succeed.
Madam Zhang's eyes sharpened, and she nodded repeatedly beside her. "Exactly. You tamed the beast by luck and are now gloating in front of us, expecting Qingcheng to apologize to you?"
Feng Guangyao indignantly reached out and glared at Feng Ninghe. "Qingcheng is your kin, after all. Your aunt and I raised you all these years. Is this how you repay us?"
Feng Ninghe's expression remained unchanged by the accusation. She looked up and calmly stared at the few people before her. "Uncle, Aunt, how dare you bring this up? For years, you've used my name to embezzle a considerable amount of wealth from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
When my parents died, the compensation funds sent by the Emperor of Li were all swallowed by you. Years have passed, and I haven't even seen a single herb."
The mention of past events caused Feng Guangyao's face to darken instantly.
He had already pocketed those funds. Many of them were valuable items, and it was better for him to have them than waste them on Feng Ninghe.
Madam Zhang quickly changed the subject. "Let's not talk about that. Today's matter concerns Qingcheng. Besides, we raised you. We deserve some credit..."
Before she could finish, Feng Ninghe interrupted her with a clear, strong voice. "My parents left me the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, which is enough to raise me. You haven't spent a single spirit stone on me all these years; instead, you've taken a lot from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion."
The surrounding cultivators craned their necks, staring intently at them.
"What! I can't believe Feng Guangyao is such a person! This eldest young lady of the Feng family, orphaned from a young age, is already pitiful enough. They treat her like this!"
"Look at Feng Tongtong, she even tried to harm her elder sister. This whole family isn't good. Maybe Feng Qingcheng isn't much better..."
These exchanges led to much discussion among the cultivators.
The faces of Feng Guangyao's family shifted dramatically.
They were in the wrong and couldn't stand up straight.
Madam Zhang quickly changed the topic. "It hasn't been easy for your uncle to support the entire Feng family all these years. Even if he took some of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion's wealth, it's only natural. Your uncle spent a lot of effort on you. If you're not grateful, you're still here making trouble!"
"Pfft, what should I be grateful to you for? Grateful for you embezzling my Duke of Zhenguo's mansion's wealth? For embezzling the compensation funds sent by the Emperor of Li?"
Feng Ninghe scoffed, her exquisite face exuding a bone-chilling coldness. Her icy voice sent shivers down one's spine. "Since you've brought up the compensation funds, I'd like to ask when my uncle will return them to me?"
Feng Guangyao was so enraged he felt like spitting blood. His body trembled uncontrollably, his sharp eyes filled with ferocity. "Feng Ninghe, those funds have long been used to cover the Feng family's losses! Do you think it's easy for me to support the entire family?"
Feng Ninghe smiled and said calmly, "Then, please, Uncle, list out the expenses of those funds one by one to prove your innocence. If you cannot, then compensate me with the corresponding spirit stones."
"Feng Ninghe!"
Feng Qingcheng's eyes turned fierce, and she glared at Feng Ninghe with a warning look. "Stop being unreasonable, or don't blame me for disregarding our past kinship today!"
Seeing the matter escalating, the elders of the Feng family quickly stepped forward to mediate.
With so many people around, a public dispute within the Feng family would only make them a laughingstock.
The Great Elder said, "It's not too late to discuss these matters after we return to the Feng family. As for the compensation funds, we will discuss them properly and make a decision."
The Fourth Elder stroked his long beard and advised, "Indeed, let everyone take a step back today. The future will be wide open."
Not far away.
The Emperor of Li waved his hand and instructed the supervisor beside him, "Send someone to find the list of compensation funds sent to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion back then and deliver it to Feng Ninghe."
The Empress's face showed a hint of melancholy. Her gaze was fixed on the slender figure in the crowd. With a sigh, she said, "This child has had a difficult life. We didn't even know she had encountered so many troubles."
The Emperor of Li gently took the Empress's hand and said softly, "I owe the Duke of Zhenguo's family too much. As for Ninghe, I will not let her suffer any grievances in the future."
The situation continued to intensify.
The cultivators eagerly stretched their necks, their eyes fixed on the members of the Feng family.
Feng Ninghe's attitude remained unchanged. She looked directly at Feng Guangyao. "Uncle, I give you three days to settle the compensation funds. Otherwise, I will have to ask the Emperor of Li to preside over my case."
"You ungrateful wretch!"
Feng Guangyao's face turned red with anger. Indignation churned in his chest, causing his lips to twitch fiercely. "You actually want to bring this before the Emperor of Li!"
This matter escalating would bring them no good.
If it affected Feng Qingcheng, it would be a loss that outweighed any gain!
The Great Elder, fearing further escalation, acted as a mediator. "Alright, Ning'er has given you three days. Let's do as she says."