Feng Ziyang slowly walked out, bowing his body.
An aura of old age assailed them.
Dressed in a faded Tang suit, he looked no different from any ordinary old man, not like a master at all!
After he emerged, most people present showed surprise.
This...
How did Old Master Feng become like this all of a sudden?
Listless? He gave the impression of being at the end of his days!
Ming San asked, "Old Feng, what's wrong?"
"Why do you seem ill?"
Feng Ziyang, with a drooping head, said tremblingly, "I'm old, and my time is short!"
"What?" Ming San was shocked and stepped forward, "I remember, you were fine not long ago!"
"How did you become like this?"
"This..."
Feng Ziyang sighed helplessly, "Illness strikes one without regard for their will!"
"What do you think?"
"That's true..." Ming San nodded and sighed.
"Speak, what brings you here? Though I must say, you've caused quite a commotion!" Feng Ziyang coughed twice, adopting a frail demeanor.
Ming San still held deep respect for Feng Ziyang and quickly replied, "We are here. We have something to ask you! We didn't expect the butler to stop us, which caused this misunderstanding. We hope you won't take it to heart, you see..."
Feng Ziyang wished he could take it to heart, but Chen Fan was too formidable, and he was no match for him, so he didn't want to embarrass himself.
"How could I?"
"It's all in the past..."
Chen Fan observed Feng Ziyang for a moment and realized that the old man's illness was all an act.
He was putting on a show!
He could deceive others, but not Chen Fan, who possessed the 'fiery eyes'!
Immediately, Chen Fan snorted coldly, "Old man, it must be tiring to be bent over like that!"
"Alright, get up quickly. Stop putting on a pretense in front of me!"
"I've come here only to ask a few things, and I'll leave once I'm done!"
Feng Ziyang hadn't expected his charade to be exposed so quickly after such a long performance.
He felt somewhat speechless about it!
However, Feng Ziyang didn't admit it immediately and instead said, "Young man, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand!"
"This..."
Chen Fan snorted, "Enough, enough, stop pretending!"
"If you continue to act, do you believe I won't uproot your entire Feng family?"
"You're an internal martial artist, what are you trying to pull here?"
Feng Ziyang was surprised that Chen Fan could even tell he was an internal martial artist, and felt extremely embarrassed. He instinctively reacted and asked, "Are you also a martial artist?"
Chen Fan raised his hand and pointed at the bodyguards on the ground, "This should, I think, answer the question!"
"Uh, uh... indeed..."
Feng Ziyang responded awkwardly, and after a while, his previously bowed back miraculously straightened up.
Perfectly straight!
Seeing this, everyone finally understood. It turned out... the old man had been deliberately feigning weakness!
Many people coughed inwardly at this realization!
Ming San, witnessing the scene, was speechless. It seemed he was the one who had been made a fool of!
Damn...
Get lost!
As a seasoned veteran, Ming San guessed why Feng Ziyang had been acting – it was simply out of fear of being dealt with by Chen Fan.
After all, Chen Fan was exceptionally ruthless when dealing with people...