"Kneel, you actually want me to kneel to my enemy?" Feng lengsong looked at his father as if he was looking at a madman. The hatred that had been accumulating in his heart erupted like a volcano. He suddenly laughed hideously and madly,"I understand, I understand. For that woman, you don't even want your son, and you don't even want house Feng, right?"
"What woman? what are you talking about?" Feng congyun asked as he looked at Feng lengsong who was in a state of madness.
"Are you still trying to hide it from me now? Do you think I didn't see the painting in the secret room of the study? All these years, other than cultivating, you've been staring at that painting day and night in a daze. Do you think I don't know? All these years, have you ever cared about mother? If it wasn't because you shifted your love to someone else, how could mother have fallen ill from depression and died so early?" Feng lengsong roared in rage.