The situation has reached a point where there's no turning back.
Mr. Feng and Madam Feng have lived off the Feng family's resources for years, not possessing anything on their own, and now they've been unceremoniously kicked out.
The others in the main hall, including Even Mo Yanwen and Xiao Wenjian, felt their scalps tingle with immense pressure.
To call Emperor Yin a "pretty boy" would be a death sentence not even multiple lives could compensate for.
Yu Xiheng could see the unease in everyone's eyes and said, "Si Fuqing, the plane is ready, I'll have Feng San take you."
Si Fuqing, eager to try, said, "Brother Nine, I can fly too, I can go back by myself."
"No, you can't."
"..."
She picked up the small white dog and turned around, clearly not wanting to deal with him.
Yu Xiheng sighed in amusement, "There will be other opportunities in the future, Feng San."
Feng San, carrying the gifts sent by the Supreme Elder of the Feng family, escorted Si Fuqing out.