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Chapter 409 Jing Clan (3)

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    Although the guards'' words were extremely respectful to Jing Feng, she could tell they were hiding something from her.


    Instantly, she exuded her powerful aura and forcefully raised her hand.


    And with a powerful suction force, she directly grasped the neck of a guard as she shed a menacing glint.


    "Gargh, m-mercy Young Miss Jing Feng," The guard stuttered as his legs started shaking back and forth. He was being choked and his face had slowly turned purple.


    Jing Feng snorted coldly and released her strength a bit, allowing the guard to breathe in air. "Tell me honestly now, otherwise, I''m afraid you and your family are going to have a vacation trip to the underworld."


    At this moment, the guard could no longer care about hiding the incident from Jing Feng. His life and family life were on the line right now. Nothing was more important to him than his family.


    Thus, without hesitation, the guard started exining the situation to her.


    "Recently, some of the elders who were still eager to coborate with the Yi n had been gaining power. Obviously, Madam Jing Yan opposed such an idea considering how your presumed death was caused by Yi Ren." The guard said nervously.


    He could feel the murderous re from Jing Feng intensifying.


    "What else?" Jing Feng shouted in fury.


    She could subtly sense that something had happened to her mother and her emotions were spiraling out of control.


    Thankfully, Yang Wei managed to ce his hand on her shoulder, calming her down at the crucial moment.


    "Jing Feng, calm for a moment. Your fury is causing the guard to have difficulty breathing. Weren''t you the one that always told me only a calm mind can solve problems?" Yang Wei whispered softly.


    Feeling his warm hand ced on her, Jing Feng slowly regained herposure as she released her grasp and retracted her murderous aura. When the murderous aura dissipated, the guard took multiple deep breaths before exining what had urred in the past days.


    Who was he kidding?


    Just now he had just nearly experienced the meaning of death, so how could he still try to hide from her?


    "Madam Jing Yan was ecstatic when she heard of the news of you returning to the Central Zone. She wished to reunite with you as soon as possible but was detained by the elders. She is now confined in an isted home without ess to any news." The guard said truthfully and even went beyond to point out which elders supported the decision.


    As much as Jing Feng wanted to remain calm, her eyes shed a fierce glint when she heard how her mother was being treated.


    "What about that insignificant father of mine?" She subtly asked.


    Although she asked that question, she already knew the stance of her father.


    It was vividly clear that her spineless father had sided with the elders to detain Jing Yan. Despite that, she wished to hear it from the guard to confirm her thought process.


    After all, there was still a slither of hope that her father might be detained as well for trying to oppose such a decision.


    s, her slither of hope was shattered when the guard shook his head.


    "The patriarch, Jing Xuefing, did not voice any opinions when the elders collectively suggested detaining Madam Jing Yan to please the Yi n. In fact, he was more toward the sides of the alliance with the Yi n considering how the Yi n would soon merge with the Tianshuang Sect."


    "Hmph, what a cowardly bunch of people to exist in the Jing n. Never once did I expect them to stoop so low as to ally with someone that supposedly backstabbed me." Jing Feng sneered coldly.


    The more she listened, the more she wished to cleanse the Jing n bloodline herself and rebuild a new one. The Jing n does not need cowardly people to live in.


    She turned around and nced at Yang Wei, "Looks like we will have to hold back the n of a betrothal gift."


    Yang Wei nodded his head.


    "It doesn''t matter, Jing Feng. What matters the most is rescuing my mother-inw, right?" Yang Wei calmly said and showed a gentle smile.


    He had been listening from the sideline and subtly understood the current situation of the Jing n. The Jing n had been divided into two factors at the moment.


    One factor belonged to the group that supported the alliance with the Yi n whereas the other factor belonged to the opposition. After all, some elders were still enraged by the fact that the notorious Yi n had harmed Jing Feng in the past.


    Those elders were the people that Jing Feng cared about alongside her mother. As for the rest, she could care less about their life and death situation.


    "Mhmm, you''re right… I bet my mother is dying to see meing home with a man atst." Jing Feng smiled and joked for a bit.


    She didn''t wish to have Yang Wei see her ugly side, but it was toote. Nevertheless, she was grateful that Yang Wei was more concerned about her mother''s well-being than her outburst.


    Sometimeter, the guard ''generously'' informed the location of Jing Yan being detained to Jing Feng.


    Jing Feng naturally thanked him for the generosity and even told them not to reveal about hering back. Otherwise, she would have to pay their family a little visit.


    "Jing Feng, remind me again to never get into your bad side." Yang Weiughed cheekily as he hugged her waist while she was maneuvering her flying sword.


    Jing Fengughed for a bit and shook her head.


    "You should be careful of my mother instead. Once she actually bes enraged- that''s when all hell will go loose." She said calmly, ncing at the tiny house that was in front of her.


    "My mother has a gentle personality and would rarely throw a fit unless someone had gone overboard. This time, I bet my mother is on the verge of cutting ties with the Jing n."
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