Chapter 1582 — The Ancient Feng Family
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Ever since Feng Nitian's Heaven-Defying Divine Art first reached completion, the third brother's branch of the family had grown increasingly arrogant, openly showing the momentum to replace Feng Tianqi. Though Feng Tianqi said nothing, a growing sense of urgency gnawed at his heart.
But now, the third brother's entire line had been utterly destroyed. Feng Tianqi's ascent to Family Head had become an inevitability!
"Young Master Feng, I come by orders of the Ice Palace Master to escort the Feng Family disciple Feng Nitian back to you. Feng Nitian clashed with someone during the trial and was defeated due to insufficient strength. His qualification has been revoked!" the Ice Palace envoy told Feng Tianqi.
"Yes! Thank you for escorting him back!" Feng Tianqi sighed. Only a great sect like the Ice Palace could be so imperious — a man got injured in their territory, and they still had the gall to revoke his trial qualification upon returning him!
"The man has been delivered. I must now return to report," the Ice Palace envoy said.
"Envoy, I have prepared food and wine. Might you rest a moment and have something to eat before departing?" Feng Tianqi asked.
"No need. The Palace Master does not permit me to linger. Farewell!" The envoy clasped his fists, turned, and departed without a backward glance.
At that moment, Feng Nitian sat in a wooden chair, his eyes hollow as he gazed upon the Feng Family's imposing gates and sprawling courtyard, his face steeped in bitterness.
"Men, carry Nitian inside to rest!" Feng Tianqi waved to his subordinates and ordered.
Feng Nitian was carried into the Feng Family compound just like that. Feng Tianqi watched the retreating figure of the Ice Palace envoy, sighed, and turned to walk back into the courtyard.
A letter from the Ice Palace had arrived at the Feng Family long ago, mentioning Feng Nitian's injury as well. But the letter had been maddeningly vague, offering no explanation for how he had been hurt. The Feng Family could do nothing but wait for Feng Nitian to return before drawing any conclusions.
The moment Feng Tianqi stepped into the great courtyard, a Feng Family disciple came rushing up to him. "Young Master, the Patriarch has convened a family assembly in the conference hall and asks that you attend at once!"
"Very well, I'll go now." Feng Tianqi nodded. His father's reaction was exactly as he had anticipated — with such a major event befalling the Feng Family, it was only natural to convene a meeting and discuss countermeasures.
Feng Tianqi hurried to the conference hall. Already inside were his third brother, Feng Tianhu — who happened to be Feng Nitian's father — sitting in his seat with a dark and brooding expression; and beside him sat the fourth brother, Feng Tianniao.
The Family Head's seat sat conspicuously empty — clearly, he had not yet arrived. But beside it, three elders had already taken their places: the Feng Family's First Elder, Second Elder, and an outside Guest Elder who bore a different surname.
The First Elder and Second Elder, though both surnamed Feng, shared no blood ties with the main family. They were Feng Family disciples who had been promoted to the rank of elder.
The Guest Elder, on the other hand, had only come to serve the Feng Family later in life. In terms of loyalty, the First Elder and Second Elder were naturally far closer to the Feng Family's core.