Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 456 - 314: Special Fruit Gift Box_2

Chapter 456: Chapter 314: Special Fruit Gift Box_2

Feng Yi’s expression was indifferent, "Oh."

Feng Chi continued with excitement, "Serves him right! He tanked your studio, and now it’s his turn! Old Man Feng hasn’t made a move, not sure if he got too angry during the ancestral rituals, he’s even taking medicine lately. This matter is all being handled by our uncle... Hey, did you know?"

Feng Yi: "I knew."

Feng Chi: "No wonder you’re so calm. Alright then, you’re more clued in than I am."

During the conversation, Feng Chi observed Feng Yi’s expression, probing, "Brother, what have you been up to these days? There’s been no news from you, are you about to go on a mission?"

Feng Yi kept a straight face, "Didn’t go out, I’m at home writing the mid-year summary report, my brain cells are about to be depleted!"

One could tell how troubled he was just from his tone of voice.

Feng Chi: "Writing a report at home, huh? Then what happened to Feng Shuo must have nothing to do with you. I thought that..."

Feng Yi: "No, it’s related to me. But I only gave it a little push. He’s been too arrogant, offended too many people. He used to have Old Man Feng’s protection, but now that Old Man Feng’s not shielding him anymore, he can’t even handle a small issue."

Being praised too much without the abilities to match. Feng Yi gave the first push, and immediately others followed with a second and third push... squeezing Feng Shuo mercilessly.

But the matter was handed over to Yi to take care of, because of which, Feng Yi hadn’t asked Yi to help with the "Mid-Year Summary."

Yi handled the affair efficiently, with such high proficiency, he definitely deserved a bonus chicken leg!

As Feng Yi thought about rewarding Yi with a bonus, on the other end of the phone, Feng Chi talked for a while about Feng Shuo’s issue, then switched the topic back to fruit.

Previously, Feng Yi had messaged him that during the ancestral rituals, he had met a clan relative and helped them out a bit. In gratitude, they sent over a fruit gift box. There was quite an abundance, so he planned to share some with friends and relatives.

Feng Chi: "A fruit gift box, huh? A thank you gift sent from far away, so it must have been packaged really exquisitely, right? Do you still have the packaging? I want to see if there’s any exotic flair to it."

Having been mixing in the entertainment industry lately, he had developed some interest in the packaging designs of various items.

The camera panning, Feng Chi soon saw an empty box on the ground.

Feng Chi asked, "Was it packed in that?"

Feng Yi: "Mhm."

Feng Chi: "Looks quite rustic, village style." In other words, plain!

Feng Yi: "The packaging is quite sturdy, no fancy decorations, all for the sake of convenient transportation."

Feng Chi: "Just this little box, you can’t finish them yourself? And you’re sharing with me?"

Feng Yi: "A big truck brought them, full of these, this is just one small unit."

Feng Chi: "... I’m a country dog! I love it! I adore this packaging style for the gift box!"

Feng Chi had been away shooting on location, not in Yang City, and he would still have to stay out for a while. But he had rented a house there, it would be fine to have it sent directly.

Feng Chi: "I’ve also added a few clan friends, none of them run orchards, but there’s fun to watch. Today I received a video, he said he saw otters having a gang war near his house, and those little guys were fighting fiercely! [Video] [Video]"

Feng Chi shared the otters’ gang war videos he received with Feng Yi.

Meanwhile, at the Feng Family’s old residence in Yang City.

All the clan relatives who came for the ancestral rituals had left, and the bustling mansion was finally quiet again. However, the atmosphere wasn’t great.

Old Man Feng sat silently in his armchair, looking quite a bit older compared to before.

Before the ancestral rituals, he had wanted the older clan elders to stay longer.

After the rituals, he didn’t want to see a single one of them! Return to where they came from!

Especially those who blocked him every day, asking, "Have you done something that violates the ancestral rules?" pestering him daily to make amends to the ancestors and even calling for a written confession.

It struck precisely his sore spot, and he eventually forced them out. Now, at last, the old house had returned to tranquility!

Ghost and spirit talk, he didn’t believe in any of it!

Repentance, unnecessary!

Ancestors manifesting spirits?

Hmph!

If spirits truly existed in this world, could he still be living in peace until now?

But this ancestral ritual turned the Feng Family of Yang City into a laughing stock, the topic of gossip and laughter among the relatives after meals!

Building a temple and relocating it, any regrets?

No regrets!

What he regretted was holding the ancestral ritual on that day!

The heavens are not favorable, the earth not accommodating, vexing!

Given his way of doing things, he would not let those feng shui masters off the hook.

He was not at fault, so it must certainly be the fault of those responsible for selecting the site and setting the time!

However, those masters had fled the scene upon sensing trouble that day, and none were captured.

Thinking of this, Old Man Feng let out another cold snort and ordered his secretary to continue the search—they must find those people, dead or alive!!

After discussing the feng shui masters, the secretary started to report the trouble brewing on Feng Shuo’s end in the past two days.

But as soon as he began, the old man raised his hand to make a gesture, signaling that there was no need to continue; he was impatient to hear more.

Such issues were within his expectations, he needed not to hear more idle chatter.

Not protecting Feng Shuo anymore and letting him fall prey to attacks from all sides was something he had planned for a long time.

The first reason was to show the other increasingly disobedient family members what their end would look like.

To kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Even though this approach might not look good for him outwardly and entail some losses, after weighing the options, he still proceeded.

It was entirely a stance of hands-off observation.

And another, most importantly—

He wanted to use this situation to test Feng Yi, to see just how capable Feng Yi really was.

But now, it seemed that Feng Yi had not directly taken up the challenge and had not revealed his true strength.

However, it was obvious that Feng Yi had a very capable helper by his side.

Old Man Feng took a deep breath to calm his emotions. The doctor had instructed him to control his feelings—certainly not to become overly agitated during this period.

The ancestral hall sacrifice had upset the old man, left him weak, and he was more frightened by this weakness than anything else.

At his age, a minor illness could send him to meet his ancestors.

And the closer he got to that condition, the less willing he was to accept it!

Perhaps the shock from the ancestral sacrificial ceremony had changed his perspective once again.

Money and power, the things he once coveted and firmly held on to, were no longer his top priority.

Now, all he wanted to know was about the countless branches of the Feng Clan, but what exactly was the "true lineage" hiding? What kind of secrets?

His gaze fell.

On the tea table before him, two shiny Copper Coins were laid out.

If Feng Yi were here, he would certainly recognize them as the old, zodiac-themed commemorative coins he had given to a few children during the ancestral sacrifice ceremony.

Old Man Feng had ensured that all the key clan members who attended the ceremony were monitored.

Uncle Bao, also known as Feng Yi’s Uncle Bao, visited Feng Yi at Cui Lake the day after the ancestral sacrifice ceremony.

The change in attitude was too abrupt; Old Man Feng became suspicious.

After investigating, he learned that during the sacrifice, Feng Yi had given Uncle Bao’s daughter one of those zodiac coins.

Old Man Feng suspected that Uncle Bao had discerned something from the zodiac coin.

The "true lineage’s" zodiac coin was different from those made by others; he knew that but hadn’t considered it important, focusing more on the status it represented.

Some said the ancestors had blessed the coins, but he thought it was more likely they had just undergone some special process.

Hence, he had someone acquire two of them, purchasing them at a high price.

Not every relative who received a zodiac coin was willing to sell theirs.

Children might be unaware, but adults were different; those who value such traditions would place greater importance on them. In the end, only two were bought.

But when the two Copper Coins were examined with machines, nothing unusual was detected. Just like the previous tests Old Man Feng had commissioned, no secret signs were found.

They even isolated the patterns for individual analysis to see if there were any hidden codes.

But there were none. Apart from the zodiac snake’s pattern being nicer, there was no significant difference from previous zodiac coins.

"Perhaps only the zodiac coin Feng Yi gave to Feng Ya is different?"

Old Man Feng, looking puzzled, murmured to himself.