Chapter 1412 — Striking Out to Wound
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"This has nothing to do with you," Chen Yuxuan said. "So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Yu Feng, I hope you can look this thing in the face. Since Lingshan won't agree, then let it go. Don't cling to it so. We're all men here, and I understand what you're feeling, but feelings aren't something you can force."
Chen Yuxuan had meant well in trying to comfort Yu Feng. Thinking of his own circumstances, he had felt a certain kinship with the man, and so he had said a few words more than he should have.
But how could he know that, heard in Yu Feng's ears, those words became mockery and cold derision? Yu Feng's breathing turned ragged, his face so savage he looked as though he meant to devour Chen Yuxuan alive. "Graaah! Chen Yuxuan, go to hell!"
With that, Yu Feng, like a man gone mad, struck out in a sudden fury, both fists driving straight at Chen Yuxuan's chest.
"You—" Chen Yuxuan had never expected Yu Feng to turn on him without the slightest warning. Startled beyond measure, he got out the single word "You—" and tried to dodge aside, but caught off guard as he was, he had already lost the initiative. Besides, Yu Feng was a skilled hand of the mid Mystic Rank, while Chen Yuxuan was only of the early Mystic Rank — a newly advanced early stage at that, not yet accustomed to the strength of the new level. Small wonder he fell far, far short of Yu Feng.
So Chen Yuxuan was struck, beyond any doubt, and sent flying.
Bang! His body shot straight through the window of Qiu Lingshan's office and hurtled out into the open air.
"Yu Feng! Are you trying to murder him?" Qiu Lingshan had not expected Yu Feng to strike either, and with such vicious force. From the power behind that blow, he had held nothing back; and Chen Yuxuan had flown out through the window — from a height like this, how could a man survive the fall?
True, a Mystic Rank expert could leap across eaves and run up walls, and could jump down from any height without harm — but that was only when he had raised his true qi to shield his body. In Chen Yuxuan's case, how could he possibly have summoned his qi in time?
Yu Feng had not expected to knock Chen Yuxuan out of the window either. He had wanted to teach the man a lesson, to wound him — that was true enough — but he had never meant to kill. Chen Yuxuan was, after all, the heir of the Chen family; killing him would leave the Yu family in an awkward position.
A beating was one thing; a killing would make the Yu family look far too overbearing. If the other great families joined forces to resist them, that would be serious trouble indeed.
"He's a Mystic Rank expert; he shouldn't die. Besides, I wasn't trying to kill him — it was an accident." Yu Feng spoke with feigned composure.
That said, Yu Feng did not linger. He turned to leave.
"Wait! You injure a man and think you can simply walk away?" Qiu Lingshan might not love Chen Yuxuan, but the two of them were good friends now. With Chen Yuxuan wounded by Yu Feng's hand, how could she let the matter drop? The struggles among the great families were beyond her power to influence, but to avenge a friend she would not shrink from her duty.
"So it is early Mystic Rank after all!" Yu Feng's expression hardened, and a murderous glint slid through his eyes. "Are you going to avenge your paramour?"
Qiu Lingshan did not answer. She stirred her inner energy according to the Song family's cultivation method, ready to keep Yu Feng where he was.
"Hmph!" Yu Feng gave a cold snort — but in the end he did not fight Qiu Lingshan. He left her office at speed. If he wanted to run, she had no way to hold him back.