Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 244 - 186 He Doesn’t Know_3

Chapter 244: Chapter 186 He Doesn’t Know_3

He had no intention of discussing this matter with Old Man Feng.

Since Old Man Feng didn’t know about it before, then it was better he never knew.

Yes, he would definitely be dissatisfied. Having lived to this age with wealth and status, he didn’t have much of a deep connection with his descendants. There wasn’t much he cared about anymore. A lifetime spent fighting for fame and profit, the only regret was that he still hadn’t uncovered the secret.

The extent of his dissatisfaction was probably enough to make him die with his eyes open.

Outside the room, the warm sunlight felt comfortable on his skin, and Feng Yi really wanted to stretch lazily, but he still had to maintain his demeanor for the day.

So, the employees of the Feng Family estate watched as Feng Yi walked out of the room, and under the sunlight, his eyes seemed even more piercing.

Feng Qian, who was lying in wait outside the old house, hastily replied to a message on his phone, seeing Feng Yi about to get into his car at the parking spot. Not daring to shout from inside, he quickly rushed over, trying to stop Feng Yi before he got in the car.

"Hey! Feng Yi, you stop..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Qian’s hand reached out to touch Feng Yi’s shoulder when suddenly, Feng Yi turned around.

Feng Qian didn’t even see clearly how Feng Yi made his move, but his entire body was lifted by the collar. His feet dangled in the air, his face turning red.

Feng Yi held his cousin with one hand, looked around, took a few steps to the side, and put Feng Qian into an empty large flowerpot.

After putting him down, he even patted Feng Qian’s shoulder and said coldly,

"Don’t get in the way."

Feng Qian’s lips trembled. Shock overcame anger; he could never have imagined he would be picked up by Feng Yi with one hand!

One hand!

As easily as if he were carrying a chicken!

It was clear their strengths were not on the same level.

Feng Qian quickly assessed their combat abilities. If his own was three thousand, then Feng Yi’s must be at least ten thousand!

Since when did Feng Yi become so strong?!

Glancing at the large flowerpot beneath his feet, his shoes, worth tens of thousands, were now smeared with the dirt from the pot’s inner wall.

Feng Qian wanted to yell out "Feng Yi, fuck your grandfather," but then he thought, it wouldn’t be right, wouldn’t their grandfather be the same person?

Before he could decide on what to shout, Feng Yi had already gotten into his car and closed the door, leaving.

Jia was driving the car quietly.

They hadn’t left the residential area yet, so the car was moving slowly.

"Boss, there’s someone on the roadside up ahead, shall we stop?" Jia asked.

Feng Yi looked over.

Ahead on the road, two cars were parked with several people standing near them. Feng Yi saw his step-parents and stepbrother.

These people, upon seeing Feng Yi’s car approaching, showed obvious excitement on their faces, and some even waved, signaling for Feng Yi to stop and talk.

Feng Yi was well aware that these people weren’t there to share a heartfelt moment with him. They had heard that Old Man Feng had called him over at this time and were worried Feng Yi might obtain a large portion of the inheritance, as the rumors said, prompting them to rush over and probe.

They didn’t dare to block Feng Yi at the old house, so they could only wait on the road.

Feng Yi’s expression was indifferent, "Don’t stop."

He had no plans to get involved with the Feng Family’s will; he figured it was better to discuss with Doctor Wu how to turn the enhanced venom into gold with the time he had.

The car slowly passed by these people without stopping and continued driving into the distance.

Inside the vehicle, there was silence.

Jia and Ding didn’t know what to say to relieve the oppressive and heavy atmosphere.

It wasn’t their place to comment on matters between blood relatives.

Until...

*Gurgle*—

Feng Yi snapped out of his daze and rubbed his stomach.

He was hungry.

He needed to get back quickly for a meal.

Despite the fact that his poison glands had already been enhanced, why was he feeling even hungrier?

Something was off with the energy consumption rate.

Could it be that drinking tea aids digestion?

Feng Yi decided to blame the tea for this.