Feng Ninghe casually tossed the storage bag to a servant, "Put it in the treasury and confiscate it."
The servant felt the storage bag was burning hot and hastily accepted it.
Feng Ninghe's arrival had turned the tide for the Feng family, and her cultivation also made everyone unconsciously submit.
Madam Zhang's mouth was also not idle, acting like a shrew, "You wretched woman should have gone to accompany your parents long ago! When your mother was pregnant with you, I poisoned her. Who knew you were so resilient, still alive!"
Her words immediately drew Feng Ninghe's gaze to Madam Zhang.
This body had already been poisoned to death by Madam Zhang.
If it weren't for a stroke of luck, her nascent soul, which had left her body, had entered this body and become 'Feng Ninghe'. Otherwise, there would be no Feng Ninghe in this world.
With things having come to this, Madam Zhang had no more patience, laughing maniacally to the sky, "It's laughable, your parents were truly naive. Their deaths were all their own fault."
"My parents' deaths were caused by you?"
Feng Ninghe narrowed her eyes and looked at her, her icy gaze devoid of any warmth.
These cold eyes seemed to be looking at someone who was about to die.
Madam Zhang's heart skipped a beat, and she inexplicably felt a sense of dread. She stubbornly shut her mouth, unable to utter a word.
Feng Guangyao kept signaling to Madam Zhang with his eyes, urging her to shut up.
Their situation was already bad enough; they couldn't bear more infamy that would affect Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Ninghe leaned down, her slender hand gently grasping Madam Zhang's chin, and opened her mouth, "Continue speaking."
The spatial jade bracelet on her wrist flickered, and a crisp bell sound disturbed the peace.
Madam Zhang's eyes became incredibly vacant. She opened her mouth and rambled on, "Feng Linyuan was brave and skilled in battle. That battle should have been a victory, but I interfered, causing him to die tragically at Xiyanggang. Your parents died even more unjustly, but their deaths were fitting. Who told them to offend us..."
The truth of many years ago was revealed, and the surrounding crowd held their breath, staring intently at Madam Zhang.
"Shut up! Quickly shut up!"
Feng Guangyao's eyes turned red with urgency, and he quickly shouted to stop her.
Madam Zhang acted as if she hadn't heard him, moving and muttering to herself, "The Duke of Zhenguo died by Master's sword. Your mother did not die in childbirth; she took a poisonous soup. I specifically found that soup..."
Feng Ninghe already knew the truth of what had happened. Hearing these words again, her pupils couldn't help but contract.
Like father, like daughter.
Feng Qingcheng's venomous heart was inherited from Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang.
Feng Guangyao's face turned ashen. He endured the pain and stood up, roughly pulling Madam Zhang away, "Madam Zhang, have you gone mad! Spouting nonsense in broad daylight!"
He deliberately raised his eyes to survey the surroundings.
Quite a few people had gathered, and the area outside the manor was filled with onlookers. The members of the Feng family stared with wide eyes, unable to speak.
Who would have thought that the deaths of the Duke of Zhenguo's family hid such a huge secret.
On the eaves.
Si Jianye stood quietly. The sunlight generously cast a golden sheen on the golden mask he wore. His icy eyes were tinged with gold, but the coldness in them could not be dispelled.
His gaze shifted to Feng Ninghe.
If it were him, he would have acted the moment he knew the truth.
As for what others thought, how would it affect him?
Although this woman's methods were a bit trivial and troublesome, it allowed the world to see the true face of this family. It wasn't a bad thing.
Feng Ninghe withdrew her hand, took out a handkerchief as if it were dirty, and wiped it.
The First Elder's eyes welled up with tears, his body trembling violently, his pupils contracting sharply, "I never imagined... Ning'er's background would be so tragic."
The Second Elder, being straightforward, let out a muffled grunt and looked at the couple sitting on the ground with disdain, "A pair of scoundrels! If it were me, I would have expelled them from the Feng family long ago!"
"I knew the eldest young lady was not ungrateful!"
Madam Zhang, as if no one else was around, opened her mouth and continued to babble, "The Duke of Zhenguo's family is almost all dead, so why is Feng Ninghe still alive? This wretched woman now has extraordinary talent and high cultivation..."
Feng Guangyao was furious and quickly reached out to cover Madam Zhang's mouth.
He freed one hand and fiercely slapped Madam Zhang across the cheek.
*Slap!*
The crisp sound of the slap echoed throughout the venue.
It also intensified the discussions around them.
The cultivators watching outside the manor pointed and chattered, "These two have been pretending for so many years! I also heard they embezzled the compensation money given by the Emperor to the eldest young lady of the Feng family!"
"What happened to the eldest young lady of the Feng family five years ago, maybe they were involved! This family is so ruthless, perhaps Di Wenbin's death is also related to them."
"Feng Tongtong, so ruthless at such a young age, it's inherited! I say that Feng Qingcheng is no good either. She was also involved in what happened five years ago."
The discussions from the crowd made Feng Guangyao feel utterly ashamed, his ears turning red. He just wanted to escape.
The frenzied slaps also woke Madam Zhang. She felt a burning pain on her cheek and quickly turned her gaze to Feng Guangyao, "Master, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me?"
Madam Zhang felt extremely wronged.
So many things had happened today, and in the end, she even got slapped.
Feng Guangyao gritted his teeth and looked at her, his eyes blazing with anger, "You dare to ask me when you've done such a foolish thing yourself!"
Madam Zhang was stunned for a moment. A moment later, she recalled what she had just said, her face turning green and white, "Feng Ninghe, you demoness! Those words were not what I meant. You must have used some trick to make me say them!"
Feng Ninghe looked at them coldly, her indifferent female voice devoid of any emotion, "Guards, drag them to the slave estate. Remember to take good care of them."
The slave estate was filled with criminals. Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang had their cultivation crippled and their storage bags confiscated. Their fate in the slave estate was a dead end.
"Yes!"
Upon receiving the order, the servants dared not delay and quickly stepped forward to restrain Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang.
Now, the two of them had no spiritual power left, and were even inferior to the lowest-ranking servants in the manor.
Feng Guangyao cursed indignantly, "You despicable servants! How dare you lay hands on me?"
No matter how Feng Guangyao cursed, he couldn't break free.
Normally, Feng Guangyao and Madam Zhang acted wantonly in the Duke of Zhenguo's manor and did not treat servants as humans, having offended many.
Like a tiger fallen into the plains, bullied by dogs, coupled with their wicked deeds, these servants paid no heed to their words.
The younger generation of the Feng family looked at Feng Ninghe with pity.
Having endured so much, she could still cultivate diligently, earning everyone's admiration. She was truly amazing!
Feng Xiaoru wiped away tears of excitement and said without hesitation, "From now on, I will follow the eldest young lady's example! She is truly formidable!"
"Me too! I want to be like the eldest young lady! The eldest young lady acts with integrity and even taught me how to circulate my energy. I believe she didn't kill Di Wenbin! There might be a connection!"
In an instant, everyone's perception of Feng Ninghe began to change.