What a Farce

"Bullsh*t!" Feng Sang bellowed, but she still stopped charging at Feng Wu.

Everyone in the yard was giving Feng Sang strange looks.

Feng Wu was telling the truth. Feng Yanfeng really was the culprit.

"Stop!" Feng Yanfeng finally returned to himself. He glared at Feng Sang, snatched the sword from her hand, and threw it on the ground. He then bellowed, "Behave yourself and take your mother back home!"

Feng Sang felt aggrieved. "Father…"

Infuriated with shame, Feng Yanfeng yelled, "Get out!"

His voice was so loud that without the protective formation, Fallen Star Yard would have been blasted to pieces.

But Feng Wu only smiled, because she could see that Feng Yanfeng was ashamed of his own conduct.

It grew hushed after he shouted those words.

Everyone in the yard gave Feng Yanfeng indecipherable looks, and the atmosphere felt extremely awkward.

Feng Wu cleared her throat. "Uncle, how can I help you?"