On the way back to the Elixir Palace.
Feng Cheng patted Qin Feiyang's head and asked curiously, "How did you manage to be so clever, young chap?"
"What do you mean?" Qin Feiyang was taken aback, looking at him, puzzled.
"Back then, we all saw the Ling Family's Clan Elders leaving first, but we didn't think they were planning to escape with Ling Yunfei's mother."
"Not only did you consider that possibility, but you also had Fatty follow them. I really want to crack your head open and see what's inside it." While speaking, Feng Cheng stared at Qin Feiyang's head, his eyes glinting.
Qin Feiyang felt a chill run down his spine and quickly stepped to the side.
Then, he chuckled and said, "I just got lucky, a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse."
"Don't try to fool me." Feng Cheng narrowed his old eyes. "Tell me honestly, did you or did you not kill Zhao Liu and his companion?"
Qin Feiyang declared, "I swear, Disciple, it was honestly Steward Ling who killed them."
