Return Of The Monarch

Shortly later, Feng Hui exited the classroom with his sister. After witnessing the chaotic situation outside, multiple students decided to follow him. With his departure, a spur-of-the-moment group of nearly thirty students had formed.

Feng Hui did not tell them off; thus, the group took his silence as approval. Besides, as students of the same school, he should be obligated to protect them: that was their train of thought.

If Feng Hui heard this, he would simply chuckle. As Emperor Feng, he had even murdered his scheming relatives in cold blood. Toward his enemies, he was ruthless; furthermore, the students were not children. As a.d.u.l.ts, they were responsible for their own lives.

"Sis, it's fine." Feng Hui studied his dazed sister, and he thought she was in shock from fear. But, in reality, the reason was completely different. While the duo was moving toward the school gate, a deep, hesitant voice spoke up.

"You're actually leaving? Shouldn't we help our classmates?" Wang Fang built up the confidence to inquire, and his stern round face showed blatant disapproval. Meanwhile, a few other male students also quickly agreed. From the beginning, they were dissatisfied with how much attention Feng Hui received from the girls. Finally, they had the chance to pull him down a few pegs.

"We? You mean him, right? He is not our babysitter: why should he risk his life for us?" Feng Hui was about to reply; however, a cold, feminine voice instantly cut in. The busty Nian Zhen angrily crossed her e.r.o.t.i.c arms, and she nastily stared at the male students.

"Still… we're classmates! Isn't he too cruel to leave them to die?" Wang Fang stuttered, and he taciturnly countered her response. Nian Zhen was about to retort, but an ice-cold figure casually stopped her.

"It's alright." Feng Hui approved of his little sister's best friend. In China, he had been strictly containing his imposing aura, but this made them think he was a harmless housecat? By acting discreet, the male students had mistaken the poised tiger as a pet kitten!

Stepping forward, Feng Hui stood in front of the trembling Wang Fang. His kingly aura was fully displayed; furthermore, his domineering presence sent waves through the scared student's soul. He amusingly asked, "I should help?"

"Yes… we're students of the same school." Wang Fang was obviously terrified, but he still managed to stutter out a sentence. While shaking, he prayed that this powerful prodigy would follow the law. There were also many students watching; therefore, he thought Feng Hui would not be too brutal.

Feng Hui did not instantly react, and the two firmly remained in this deadlock for a few ticks. Feeling the soft touch, he finally recalled where he was, then he heaved a sigh. Retrieving his aura, he calmly turned his tall back. At the same time, Wang Fang collapsed on the floor, and his crotch area became damp. After the stuffing air was released, all the students promptly exhaled in liberation.

Wang Fang was certain that he was about to die; however, a beautiful female student had somehow pulled him out of hell. He was incredibly thankful toward this young lady, and he fearfully thought: "Why was I just courting death? I already knew this man was a monster!"

If the Secret Legion knew their master had changed his mind for a little girl, all of them would be shocked! Long Fengge was famous for being inflexible, and he would never take back his action midway!

"Sis." Feng Hui calmly looked at his little sister, and she stared back intently. With his sharp senses, he could clearly detect a hidden fearful light within her almond-shaped eyes. To him, her startled gaze was more painful than the two times he had experienced death.

Turning away, Feng Hui wistfully gazed at the vast sky. The cascade of night clouds seemed to be mocking him, and he stared at his reflection lurking in a puddle of blood. He had returned, but he was no longer the same elder brother. Instead, he had become an unfeeling ruler of life.

No matter how hard he tried, Feng Hui could never become the elder brother she once knew. Thinking to this point, he sighed, and he reminisced of their childhood. Growing up, the sibling pair could only rely on each other, as the kind, hard-working Mother Feng would labor outside for weeks on end.

Amidst his thought, Feng Mei suddenly pulled him into a skintight embrace. Her large bosom was pressed so tightly against his toned c.h.e.s.t that he could easily feel her fierce heartbeat, and he listened to her low hums in shock.

"Bro… it must have been tough." Feng Hui looked into his little sister's watering eyes: Feng Mei was standing on her tippy toes, and she was delicately stroking his short, black hair, and she then proceeded to gently kiss his cold cheek.

"Little Sister isn't afraid?" Feng Hui soundlessly observed his little sister. Now, instead of fear, it seemed like she was worried about something else? In its place, she looked like she was feeling painful regret.

"Yeah." Feng Hui felt himself slightly quaking. His breathing was unsteady, and he thought to the reason why he loved his family so much. In the Long Kingdom, everyone believed he was perfect. No one had ever asked him if he was okay; only whether he needed them to do something. After a short hug, the two smiled at each other.

Due to the frenzied moments, Yu Yan never had the opportunity to enter the conversation. From start to finish, she had felt like a side-character. With her beautiful looks, when had she not been the center of attention? In Fudan High, with her lofty background, she was always treated like a princess.

"Brother Hui, can I follow you?" Yu Yan confidently stated, and she tried to display her most beautiful side. The elegant red-haired beauty was certain that she would not be rejected. While growing up, she knew that all men would eventually relent before beautiful women; therefore, she looked down on men who only thought with their lower parts.

"Just don't be a bother!" Feng Mei happily replied in her brother's stead, and she looked for his approval. Her hazel, almond eyes sparkled like stars, and she appeared very obedient.

In response, Feng Hui chuckled, "Whatever milady says."

After his casual response, Yu Yan bit her lower lip. For a faint moment, she had felt his looming denial, but his little sister had stepped in. Very likely, if his little sister did not declare her stance, he would have been completely indifferent. Although Feng Mei was his little sister, she felt embarrassed and jealous.

In the meantime, Feng Hui lightly prodded the outermost barrier. Within Fudan High, there were several invisible walls restricting passage, but he could discern where the core of the domain resided. As he was analyzing the source of the domain's power, in the center, he felt a violent fluctuation of energy.

"Boom!"

Feng Hui felt an immense attack on his soul, but he easily brushed it off. Luckily, he had retained his soul strength; otherwise, he would have been instantly wiped out. Sensing the imminent danger, he decided to stop probing for the spellcaster's information.