Chapter 669: The Culprit (3)
Chapter 669: Chapter 669: The Culprit (3)
"Who... who are you?!"
His eyes widened as he stared at the unfamiliar expression.
He could somehow tell that... this wasn’t his subordinate at all!
After all, the young man had served him for years.
He knew his abilities well enough to understand that there was no way he could possess the strength to pin him down so effortlessly.
Even if he had been hiding some of his abilities, the difference between them was simply too great.
But that wasn’t the strangest part.
The aura was exactly the same.
The spiritual fluctuations, the appearance, even the faint traces of his subordinate’s presence were indistinguishable from the real thing.
There was no obvious disguise, no strange spiritual energy, and no trace of a technique that could explain what he was seeing.
It was almost as if the person standing before him really was his subordinate.
The young man tilted his head, looking down at him with an almost sympathetic expression.
"What’s wrong, Elder? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."
The middle-aged man’s face twitched.
"Don’t play games with me! Who the hell are you?!"
The young man chuckled.
"Now, now. There’s no need to get so worked up."
He casually raised his hand.
Then, with a slight wave of his fingers, the gravity pressing down on the middle-aged man suddenly intensified.
BOOM!
The floor beneath the man’s body cracked violently as the crushing force tripled.
"Gah—!"
His eyes bulged, and his entire body convulsed under the overwhelming pressure.
He tried to resist, but his spiritual energy could barely circulate, let alone protect him from the terrifying force.
A moment later, his eyes rolled back, and he finally lost consciousness.
Seeing this, the young man smiled as he glanced at the unconscious Elder before looking down at the contract in his hand.
Slowly... his facial features blurred, his body shifted, and the aura that had perfectly imitated the Elder’s subordinate gradually faded away.
Within a single breath, the young man’s appearance had completely changed.
In his place stood Li Feng himself, dressed in simple black robes with a plain white mask covering his face.
Then, in the next instant, the white mask began to melt into his skin, its surface flowing like liquid before gradually disappearing.
A moment later, the mask was gone, revealing Li Feng’s smiling face beneath it.
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Meanwhile, back at the Meng Family residence, Meng Wan sat quietly in her room, sipping tea as she gazed out the window.
The sun was slowly sinking toward the horizon, painting the sky in warm shades of orange and gold.
As the day’s light faded, the courtyard below had grown noticeably quieter.
Meng Wan looked particularly refreshed.
She had taken a bath not long ago, and her long, silky black hair, still carrying a faint fragrance of fresh flowers, fell neatly over her shoulders.
She wore a clean, elegant robe that accentuated her graceful and voluptuous figure.
The fabric draped naturally over her large, shapely breasts, while the gentle curve of her enticing cleavage was just visible above the collar.
Combined with her smooth, radiant skin and elegant features, it gave her an alluring mature charm that was difficult to ignore.
The weariness she had carried after the auction’s events had faded, leaving her with her usual graceful and composed appearance.
Yet every so often, her gaze drifted toward the entrance.
’That little rascal... Just where has he gone?’
Li Feng had promised to bring the culprit back within a day.
Given his confidence, she had little reason to doubt that he would succeed.
Still, the sun was already setting. She took another sip of tea, trying to appear unconcerned, but her thoughts soon wandered back to their conversation in the carriage.
’Hehe... Make sure you clean yourself up and wait for me to return with the culprit~.’
Meng Wan’s hand paused halfway to her lips.
Her cheeks warmed, and she hurriedly lowered her teacup, her free hand unconsciously drifting to her lower abdomen and rubbing the area in small, absentminded circles as if she still remembered the overwhelming size and hot length stretching that area.
Meng Wan was still lost in her thoughts when she suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind.
One arm slipped around her waist, while the other moved beneath her ample breasts, drawing her gently back against a familiar chest.
"Ah!"
Meng Wan jolted in surprise, nearly dropping her teacup.
For someone who had spent decades as the Matriarch of the Meng Family, she rarely allowed herself to be caught off guard.
Yet the sudden embrace had come so quietly that she hadn’t sensed anyone approaching.
She was just about to turn around and strike at the intruder when a familiar voice sounded beside her ear.
"I’m back."
Meng Wan froze. She recognized that voice immediately.
The tension drained from her shoulders, and she let out a small breath of relief.
"Li Feng... You nearly scared me to death!"
She placed her teacup on the table before turning her head to look at him, her earlier alarm gradually giving way to a faint, helpless smile.
"Couldn’t you at least announce yourself before sneaking up on me?"
Li Feng merely chuckled, showing no sign of remorse.
"But you were so engrossed in your thoughts that I didn’t want to interrupt."
Meng Wan narrowed her eyes.
"Is that so? And what exactly was I thinking about?"
Li Feng tilted his head, pretending to consider the question.
"Hmm... judging by how red your face is, perhaps you were thinking about me?"
Meng Wan’s expression stiffened.
"...You little rascal!"
She raised her hand to gently pinch his cheek, but Li Feng simply laughed and held her a little closer.
"By the way, I’ve brought you the culprit."
Meng Wan blinked.
"The culprit?"
She had been so focused on Li Feng that she hadn’t even noticed the unconscious figure lying on the floor nearby.
Her smile slowly faded as she turned to look.
The moment she recognized the man’s face, her eyes widened.
"Elder Jun...?"
She stared at him in disbelief, as if she couldn’t quite accept what she was seeing.
"Eh? Th-That’s impossible..."
Elder Jun belonged to the same generation as Meng Wan.
They had known each other for decades, and throughout that time, he had always presented himself as a loyal member of the Meng Family.
He had worked alongside the other Elders to guide the family through countless difficulties, contributing to its growth and prosperity over the years.
Even after Meng Wan had become Matriarch, Elder Jun had continued to support the family, or so she had believed.
He was one of the people she had trusted to protect the Meng Family’s interests.
And now, Li Feng was telling her that he was the traitor behind the entire incident?
Meng Wan slowly turned back toward Li Feng, her expression growing solemn.
"Li Feng... Are you certain?"
Li Feng simply smiled.
"Why don’t you see for yourself?"
He took out a recording crystal and handed it to Meng Wan.
"This contains my conversation with Elder Jun. I recorded it secretly, just in case."
Meng Wan accepted the crystal, her expression growing more serious as she activated it.
A moment later, Elder Jun’s voice emerged from the crystal, recounting how he had erased the evidence and revealing the contract with the Rain Pavilion hidden in his study.
As she listened, Meng Wan’s expression gradually darkened.
When the recording ended, Li Feng took out the contract he had retrieved from Elder Jun’s drawer and handed it to her as well.
"And here’s the contract itself. You can check it for yourself."
Meng Wan took the document with trembling fingers.
Her eyes moved over the familiar names and the details of the agreement, and the last trace of doubt on her face slowly disappeared.
It really was Elder Jun.
The same Elder who had stood beside her for decades, who had helped manage the family and had always presented himself as a loyal servant of the Meng Family.
He had actually conspired with the Rain Pavilion to have her killed.
Meng Wan stared at the contract for a long moment, unable to make sense of what she had just learned.
"Why...?"
Her voice came out as little more than a whisper.
"Why would he do this? Why would Elder Jun want me dead?"
She had known him for decades.
They had weathered countless difficulties together, and she had never imagined that the man who had once stood beside her could secretly conspire with the Rain Pavilion to take her life.
What could possibly have driven him to such a decision?
Meng Wan frowned deeply, but no matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t find an answer.
Li Feng merely shrugged.
"Who knows? You’ll have to ask him yourself... Or you could just soul-search him if you want the answer immediately."
Meng Wan’s eyes flickered.
Soul-searching was certainly an option.
However, it was an invasive technique that could inflict severe damage on the target’s soul, and depending on the difference in their cultivation, it could even leave the victim mentally crippled.
Still, considering that Elder Jun had conspired to have her killed... she doesn’t had any reason to show him mercy.