"Brother Ma is innocent. Brother Wang, please go to the accounting room to get ten taels of silver and give it to Brother Ma."

"Yes, lord." Wang Bo said.

"Ah?" Ma opened his mouth wide and looked at Qin Zongyao in surprise, "Boss Qin, Mr. Qin, you are so kind-hearted! Even if you are a little kid in this life, you will definitely pay it back to you."

"No," said Qin Zongyao, "I gave you these ten taels of silver for your filial piety." Everyone's amazing eyes were focused on Qin Zongyao, as if they saw the dazzling brilliance emitted from Qin Zongyao. "But, Brother Ma, after you treated Lingtang for the past two years, you will deduct 20% of your salary every month, until you deduct twelve taels. I hope Brother Ma doesn't mind, after all, Qin is also a businessman."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ma Da responded.

"The master is an old fox!" A crisp and tender childish voice sounded inappropriately in the crowd, which made the Qin servants laugh secretly. The owner of this voice was the daughter of a maid in the Qin family, named Xiao Haitang.

At the beginning, the maid was at a loss on the crowded road with her baby in her arms. She looked at everything in front of her in fear and daze, and could not see any glory in her eyes, as if she had lost all hope. When Qin Zongyao and his wife Yusu passed by, they asked the reason, and learned that the woman had been lonely all her life and found a good husband. She had been married for less than a year. Her husband was imprisoned and was murdered. Her parents-in-law even despised her from a lowly family and gave birth to a useless girl, so she drove her out of the house.

It was also because the Emperor Tian had eyes that when he met Qin Zongyao and his wife who were kind to others, the couple immediately took her back home and took care of the mother and daughter. Yusu was even more close to him and wanted to be a sister. However, this maid would rather die than call her a sister than to be a wife. Because she believed that she was lowly and did not dare to be high, she stayed in the Qin family as a maid. Although Qin Zongyao and Yusu did not explicitly accept her as daughters, they treated her like their biological daughters over the years. Although Xiao Haitang was well-behaved and cute and loved by everyone, she understood the truth and was not arrogant because of favor.

"At a young age, I feel a sense of justice, haha." Qin Zongyao said with a smile.

"Master, you finally smiled. Don't worry, Brother Feng will get better soon." Xiao Haitang replied affirmatively, with his watery eyes full of expectations.

Qin Zongyao felt warm when he heard this, but when he thought of the poison in his eldest son Mu Feng, his brows still frowned without any trace.

"Ah!" At this moment, a maid's scream suddenly sounded.

The crowd started to riot, dodging left and right, as if they encountered a plague god. They were afraid that they would not be able to avoid it. A strong fishy smell came to the air.

Qin Zongyao's heart tightened, "Everyone held his breath and dispersed!" As soon as the majestic and irresistible voice fell, the crowd scattered everywhere. At the same time, Qin Zongyao mobilized the few internal forces in his body and stepped out of the hall. The temperature of the air around his body gradually decreased, and pieces of black ice chips fell to the ground.

Just as Qin Zongyao was ready to go, an incredible scene appeared in everyone's eyes.

Not far outside the lobby, a young man staggered towards the hall. The young man was barefoot and ragged, covered with mud and grass juice. The young man was disheveled and his hair was not visible. Qin Zongyao identified from his clothes that the young man was his seven-year-old son, Qin Feng!

Qin Feng grabbed a rusty kitchen knife with his left hand. Now there are several obvious gaps on the blade, and there are several cracks on the blade, as if it will be broken into pieces at any time.

Qin Feng's right shoulder was bitten by a strange snake with a purple-black sarcoma on his head. A knife wound penetrated deep into the flesh on his right arm, and the blood stained Qin Feng's entire arm red. The little hand was holding the black snake body that emitted a strange glory. Qin Zongyao could tell at a glance that when the strange snake bit Qin Feng's right shoulder, Qin Feng grabbed the snake body with his right hand, raised the knife with his left hand, and chopped it hard on the strange snake seven inches. However, because of excessive force, he cut off the snake's body and also cut into his arm.

Qin Feng followed Qin Zongyao and followed Qin Zongyao. The black blood dripped from the snake's body quickly condensed due to the decrease in the surrounding temperature. When Qin Feng walked to Qin Zongyao, Qin Zongyao discovered that there were purple swelling everywhere in Qin Feng's body. The blood holes on the swelling were like scars bitten by a strange snake, and black blood flowed out of the wound.

Qin Zongyao snatched the snake body from Qin Feng's hand, frozen it with his internal strength, and then hugged Qin Feng's face tightly. The majesty on his face had long been replaced by shock, and tears burst out from his eyes in an instant.

"Huh" Unexpectedly, Qin Feng suddenly let out a low roar like a wild beast, and his little hand clenched the handle of the knife again.

Qin Zongyao was stunned and trembled away the long hair that covered Qin Feng's face. A vicious face reflected Qin Zongyao's eyes, especially the look, with a strange bright red around his pupils, staring at Qin Zongyao fiercely, as if he was about to swallow Qin Zongyao.

Qin Zongyao was lost in that moment, his back felt cold, and he felt as if he had fallen into a dark abyss. Slowly, his consciousness was slowly eroded by the darkness, and he fell step by step from panic to calm, from calm to helplessness, from helplessness to despair.

Although Qin Zongyao experienced hardships in his life, this kind of despair was something he had never experienced before. Even after Yusu's death, although he had suffered and despair, he still calmed himself in the shortest time and resolutely took on the responsibility of his father and even the head of the family. However, the despair brought by the look of Qin Feng at this moment seemed to be an abyss that he could not escape from throughout his life.

The terrible thing about despair is not the thing that brings despair to people, but the choice to continue to sink when in despair, ignoring the courage you have to seek hope.

"Zongyao, have you forgotten the mantra that your father taught you since he was a child?" Qin Zongyao suddenly felt a stern and caring words in his mind.

"Drinking ice at night to eliminate turbid souls, and purifying the mind by the wind in the river." Qin Zongyao recited this familiar mantra in a mute manner, which was unpredictable. This mantra instantly broke Qin Zongyao's despair. Under the guidance of the mantra, Qin Zongyao's blue true energy surged into his dull eyes, and finally allowed him to escape from the illusion of nothingness.

However, when Qin Zongyao looked at Qin Feng again, he found that Qin Feng had raised the kitchen knife in his hand and was ready to go.

"Yun'er, I'm my father!" Qin Zongyao said to Qin Feng urgently, trying his best to keep calm, rubbing Qin Feng's angry face with both hands.

This word echoed in my father Qin Feng's mind, familiar and friendly.

After a moment, the bright red in Qin Feng's eyes gradually faded, and his cold face returned to his former indifference, and then he smiled slightly at Qin Zongyao.

This is the first time Qin Zongyao saw Qin Feng laughing since Yusu left, although his smile was so unnatural: "Dad, Feng Feng avenged his brother."

The simple words of revenge made Qin Zongyao feel heavier. Qin Feng slowly closed his eyes and snuggled in Qin Zongyao's arms.

"Dao Yi'er!" Qin Zongyao suppressed the mist from the corners of his eyes, and used a few internal forces to pour it into Qin Zongyao's body. However, as Qin Zongyao's true energy was injected, Qin Zongyao's body spontaneously produced a strange suction force, which sucked the true energy from Qin Zongyao's body domineeringly.

As time passed by minute by minute, turbid white mist gradually emerged from Qin Zongyao's head, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. As his internal strength left his body without reservation, a feeling of emptiness and fatigue instantly invaded Qin Zongyao's consciousness. Qin Zongyao only felt that his legs were weak and his scalp was heavy, and he would collapse to the ground at any time.

"Swoosh!" A sound of breaking the wind sounded out of thin air, and three golden needles were inserted into Qin Zongyao's vest soul gate at the same time. The three acupoints of Tianzong were shaking back and forth. The person who shot the needle was so fast, the accuracy of the acupoints, and the steady force was exerted. The three golden needles shaking at the tail caused the needle to shake. Qin Zongyao only felt the warmth from the three acupoints of the vest, which made Qin Zongyao feel indescribable comfort, and rushed into the qi sea of ​​dantian along the tendons.

As three warm currents flowed in, Qin Zongyao's empty dantian, which had been squeezed out, once again induced true energy, and transmitted power into his limbs and bones. The original trance in Qin Zongyao's mind became clear, and the confusion in his eyes was once again filled with the wisdom.

The domineering suction in Qin Feng's body had slowed down at this moment. Qin Zongyao recalled the danger just now and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then a trace of suspicion appeared in his heart. He turned his head and looked at it. The person who fired the needle was Wang Bo who had returned from the account room.
Chapter completed!