Chapter 44: King of the Wind Wolves (3)
"Alright, alright. If you stay any longer, the Master will definitely find out. By then, you will be damned. You might as well go have a drink with us."
Canfeng put his hand on Feng Yao's shoulder and led him away from the garden. Although Feng Yao was jealous and resentful in his heart, he could not escape Canfeng's words. He knew that he could not defeat Feng Qinghan, let alone get the favor of Huanling. He could only hide his admiration for Huanling deep in his heart. However, Canfeng and Feng Yan were different from the parties involved. They knew this love very clearly. At the same time, as brothers, they naturally did not want Feng Yao to do anything stupid, so they came to persuade him.
Canfeng didn't say anything. He just came back to the mansion after finishing his work and heard that Feng Yao had arrived, so he came to look for him. Although Feng Yan looked cold and indifferent , he also acted the same as Canfeng and came to persuade his brother...
The next morning.
Feng Qinghan had disheveled hair. Judging from his wet hair and his clothes that were not tied up, he looked like he had just finished a bath. He looked so attractive and charming. He raised his hand to scratch his head, then walked to the table where breakfast was set and sat down...
"Did the master sleep well last night?"
Feng Yan was waiting on the side and asking, the breakfast was as rich as the royal meal in the palace.
"Do I look like I didn't sleep well?"
"No, the master looks stern, I am talking too much."
Feng Qinghan smiled and began to eat without saying a word, as if he was not unhappy about it. While Feng Qinghan was eating, Feng Yan remained silent. On the surface, he was no different from usual, but at this moment he seemed a little restrained in his words?
"Does Feng Yan have something to say?"
Just when Feng Yan was hesitant, Feng Qinghan asked the question first, but still did not forget to taste the food.
"master--"
"Just tell me what you want to say. You should know that I don't like beating around the bush—"
"Yes, then I will speak directly. I would like to ask how you plan to deal with Feng Yao?"
"According to Feng Yan's suggestion, how should I deal with him?"
Feng Qinghan did not show any surprise at Feng Yan's question, but instead returned the question to Feng Yan.
"My master has his own ideas, and I dare not interfere."
"You don't have to worry about anything in front of me, and I also want to hear your thoughts--"
"Well, please forgive me for speaking frankly. I think Feng Yao's mistake this time was due to his impatience. He wanted to achieve success but it backfired. To say that it backfired may be a bit too damaging to Feng Yan's ability. It can only be said that the other party's actions were far beyond his expectations, which led to this failure. I think that he must be punished, but I hope that the master can show mercy. After all, Feng Yao is still an indispensable person to us at present-"
"So what you mean is that now, no one among the Wind Wolves can replace him?"
"Yes, although we have many talented people and masters in Wind Wolf, there are only a handful of people who are capable of climbing to the position of Dharma Protector in just a few years. He not only has great Kung Fu, but his brain is no less powerful than the Second Dharma Protector, except -"
"He is the only one who is eager to make achievements in everything. That's why he always likes to be the first to rush to the front. He also always accepts the most difficult tasks. It was good that he completed them in the past, but this time he failed repeatedly. Have you ever seen Canyun fail?"
"Your subordinates deserve to die!"
After hearing what Feng Qinghan said, Feng Yan immediately knelt on one knee and apologized to him. Feng Yan knew very well that in Feng Qinghan's heart, the most trusted and capable assistant was Can Yun, and even he, Can Feng and Huan Ling were not as good as him. He even spoke carelessly and compared Feng Yao with him. Although Feng Qinghan did not show any emotion on the surface, Feng Yan could tell from his tone that he was not ordinary.
"Feng Yan——"
Feng Qinghan put down the chopsticks in his hand and turned to face Feng Yan.
"It's not that I don't give him a chance. I have already given him a chance, haven't I? Don't forget that this is the second time. Those who have failed in the past will be punished according to the regulations. However, Feng Yao has committed repeated mistakes and is sentenced to death. The first time, I showed him leniency and spared his life. I even sent the top seats of Fenglang to help him. Unexpectedly, he still failed? I let these people die without any value and left behind a bunch of useless trash. Tell me, why should I keep him?"
"Master is right, but——"
"Just what, but you can say it!"
Feng Qinghan turned around and picked up the filled wine glass. Although they were talking about other people's life and death, Feng Qinghan still seemed to be indifferent. He could kill or not, the key was whether he wanted to kill or not.
"Before then, please don't blame me, Master."
"I forgive, say it ."
Accustomed to Feng Qinghan's character, Feng Yan first asked Feng Qinghan for permission before speaking. Otherwise, if he didn't say it well, his friends and siblings would not be saved, and he would also lose his life. Wouldn't that be a failure, all previous efforts would be wasted, and even his life would be lost. "Yes, I want to say two things. First, Feng Yao's first failure was due to the sudden intervention of the master. He was concerned about the master and therefore could not keep up with the action, resulting in failure."
"Oh? So Feng Yan thinks it's my fault?"
"Of course not. Quite the contrary. The master has always acted beyond the imagination of ordinary people, especially towards Feng Yao. He is the person who is closest to the master, so he cannot keep up with the master's pace and was slow in preparing. Therefore, the first mistake was not entirely Feng Yao's fault—"
Feng Qinghan drank the wine and then put it on the table.
"And the second one?"
"Secondly, the master should have expected Feng Yao to lose, right?"
Feng Yan stated the conclusion directly without explaining the process, and his words caused Feng Qinghan to chuckle.
"Why does Feng Yan say that?"
"I made this conclusion based on my master's evaluation of King Zhao."
After hearing what Feng Yan said, Feng Qinghan smiled again, then picked up the wine pot and poured wine into the cup. He smiled but said nothing, and seemed a little happy. He drank cup after cup of wine. Feng Yan felt that he had been silent for too long, so he raised his head to investigate...
