Chapter 67: Tit for Tat, Half-Paralyzed!

When Feng Guojing brought it up so openly in public, Feng Wujiang's expression instantly froze, and the subsequent look he cast at Moli grew unnatural as well.

"Xinzi, disperse the crowd."

"Eldest brother, Father is still waiting at Pinju Residence to discuss something with you. You should go and take a look right now! San'er, you guys quickly escort the Eldest Young Master to Pinju Building. Remember to be safe on the way!" After hesitating for a moment, Feng Wujiang finally managed to come up with a relatively perfect solution, which could settle his eldest brother while also providing an opportunity to let Moli escape.

"Damn it all, Feng Wujiang, what are you trying to pull? Do you want to rebel or something? Father is not here right now, so I am the highest authority here! Since when do you have the right to boss me around? Do you even have the qualifications?"

Feng Guojing slammed his palm against the armrest of his chair in a fit of rage and roared fiercely, veins bulging on Feng Wujiang's neck and fire blazing in his eyes, which effectively stopped Feng Wujiang's subsequent move.

"Xinzi, just try moving another step and see what happens. If even a single person is allowed to leave here, causing the precious ginseng fruit to go missing and failing to be presented to Father, then your Second Young Master will definitely have to take the blame for this!"

Still boiling with anger, Feng Guojing pointed right at Xinzi's nose, then swept his finger around at the surrounding city residents, lingered briefly on Moli, and finally pointed straight at Feng Wujiang. The implication behind his words was crystal clear: nobody was leaving!

Although Xinzi, as Feng Wujiang's trusted subordinate, was treated almost like a brother, faced with the eldest brother of his master issuing threats to his own master, he had no choice but to obey and could not fight back.

Therefore, in the end, he could only cast a troubled glance at the restless crowd and turn his head to wait for Feng Wujiang to step forward and resolve the situation.

"Heh..."

Moli let out a light laugh. In an atmosphere like this, her laughter stood out particularly prominently, laden with thick sarcasm, which only served to enrage Feng Guojing further.

"Did you all see that? This woman's attitude—if I had to describe it in eight words, I'd say she's a femme fatale bringing ruin to the country and its people!"

Feng Guojing mercilessly criticized Moli with his words.

Feng Wujiang clenched his jaw tight, staring fixedly at Moli's expression, hoping to catch even the slightest trace of emotional fluctuation in it. His fists were clenched so hard they turned white.

"Tell me, Eldest Young Master Feng, are you out of your mind? Or are you paralyzed from the waist down, which has rotted your brain along with it?"

Moli stepped forward, blocking Feng Wujiang's line of sight, and stared straight at Feng Guojing as she spoke in a calm and unhurried tone that carried clearly to everyone present.

Somewhere in the crowd, someone failed to hold back and let out a chuckle, which was immediately followed by roaring laughter from the entire assembly.

"Pfft~~"

"Pfft, hahaha!"

"So the Young Master of the Feng family has deteriorated to this extent! No wonder Ruxiang said she hasn't seen the Young Master visit the brothel in ages—turns out it's because he's paralyzed from the waist down! Hahaha!"

"I never thought the arrogant demoness would finally meet her match today, haha! This is truly a blessing for our main city of Huanlan!"

One voice rose above another, and every single word reached Feng Guojing's ears. The skin on his face twitched violently a few times before he quickly managed to regain his composure.

"Little San, you have five minutes. Go to Pinju Residence immediately and invite the Master over here. Oh, right, and also invite Crown Prince Haoyang. Just tell him that his despised wife has been spotted by your young master right here!"

After dispatching his trusted aide, Feng Guojing dropped this heavy bombshell, completely reversing the previously one-sided situation.

"Eldest Young Master Feng, are you saying this young lady is... the Crown Prince's former wife, the Crown Princess?"

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm! These city residents weren't completely stupid; they actually caught his meaning right away! Feng Guojing silently gave himself a mental pat on the back. Ignoring Feng Wujiang's darkened expression, he simply directed his response at the white-haired resident who had spoken.

"Of course! Otherwise, who else could possibly qualify to be our Crown Prince's despised wife?"