"Dad... why did the young master of the Jun family..."

Huang Junfeng was still not recovered from the blow he had just received.

He really couldn't understand why the young master of the Jun family suddenly came to their Huang family and gave such an order.

"Dad doesn't know either. It's because I didn't protect you well..."

Huang Shiren's character was indeed a little weak, and he couldn't help but shed tears at this moment.

He held Huang Junfeng's hand, hoping that his son would not leave him.

At this moment, there was still a hint of surprise in Huang Junfeng's eyes.

Although he didn't understand why Jun Lintian did this, he was very clear that this was a fact that he could not change.

No one can go against the will of the Jun family.

The King of Hell wants people to die at the third watch, but who dares to keep them alive until the fifth watch?
It is not an exaggeration to say that the Jun family is the king of hell of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
Huang Shiren wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and suddenly came up with an idea.

"Feng'er, Dad has thought of a solution. Tonight, take advantage of the moonlight and I will have someone take you away from the Great Zhou Dynasty. Don't ever come back again."

"We have money, and we can hire many experts for you along the way. The farther you run, the better."

"Remember, don't ever come back again!"

As Huang Shiren spoke, he tried to pull Huang Junfeng up.

But at this time Huang Junfeng smiled and shook his head, his tone was extremely serious.

"Dad, don't waste your energy. I can't escape."

When Huang Shiren heard this, he was stunned.

You know, he hasn't heard Huang Junfeng call him "Dad" so solemnly for many years.

He couldn't help but think of many years ago, when Huang Junfeng was just beginning to understand things and called him "Daddy, Father" all the time.

As I thought about it, tears couldn't help but fall again.

Huang Junfeng seemed to have given up. He lay down on the bed and sighed.

"Dad, no one in this world can disobey the will of the Jun family. We can't even get a rank in the capital. It's useless."

"Even if I'm lucky enough to escape from the Great Zhou Dynasty, I will inevitably be hunted down by the Jun family."

"The Jun family wants me to die, I can't live."

Although his own death was mentioned at this moment, there was not much emotion on Huang Junfeng's face.

He just tightened his hand on Huang Shiren again, and his voice trembled unconsciously.

"Dad...it's my fault. I have been so rebellious and disrespectful to you all these years, making you a laughing stock in the capital. I was wrong."

"I have never been able to make any contribution to our family. I scold you every day. I just want to be closer to my father..."

When Huang Shiren heard this, he burst into tears.

He kept shaking his head, his lips trembling as he said, "Stop talking, stop talking. Dad knows. Dad knows everything."

Huang Junfeng smiled, and there seemed to be some relief in that smile.

"Father, rather than letting the Jun family hunt me down, it would be better to sacrifice me and save the entire Huang family."

"I am an unfilial child who has failed to show filial piety to my father. I can only repay my father's kindness in my next life."

"Dad, don't be too sad... If I die, you will have one less unfilial son who scolds you every day. This is something you should be happy about."

After hearing these words, Huang Shiren's face was filled with pain and anger, but he could do nothing about it.

Just as Huang Junfeng said, in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, no, in the entire world, no one dared to disobey the Jun family.

But how could he accept all this calmly?
After all, it was his son who was about to die... "Feng'er, don't be like this."

Huang Shiren couldn't accept it for a moment and kept shaking Huang Junfeng's hand.

"Get up, and curse your father a few more times. You can curse me however you want. You can call me an old thing or a useless waste..."

"As long as you... don't die."

"If you can think of a way, there must be a way. Our family has money, so the worst that can happen is that we can just run away!"

However, Huang Junfeng looked calm at this time.

Or perhaps he had already accepted this path.

"Father, please tell the young master of the Jun family."

Huang Junfeng snorted coldly and said, "I can die, but I want Zhao Han and Li Min to die, and all those powerful people who support the poor disciples behind the scenes must die!"

"The young master of the Jun family must want to use my death to achieve some purpose. This is the condition of our exchange with him!"

He also knew that Jun Lintian must be planning something.

Otherwise, he was just a small bully in the capital and had nothing to do with the Jun family, so Jun Lintian would never come after him.

Huang Junfeng thought back to the previous competition with Zhao Han. He also understood the subsequent impact and now vaguely understood the key.

But even if he figured it out, he couldn't keep himself alive, so he only had this one request.

He wants to make his death worthwhile!
Since the young master of the Jun family wants to exchange his death for something, then my father can also use this incident to make the Huang family more prestigious in the capital!
"Dad, the young master of the Jun family actually wants something from us, or to trade with us."

Huang Junfeng said in a calm voice: "So you can take advantage of this incident to gain more benefits for our family."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Huang Shiren again and said in a pleading tone: "Don't let my death be in vain... This is the last thing I can do for our family."

After explaining all these things, Huang Junfeng let out a deep breath, his eyes dull and lifeless.

"Dad, please go out... Bring me the Kunlun Sword. If I die on this sword, I will be able to give an explanation to my ancestors..."

Huang Shiren nodded with tears in his eyes, but couldn't utter a word.

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and went to the corner of the room to get the Kunlun Sword. He wiped the sword with his sleeve before placing it beside the bed.

Afterwards, Huang Shiren forced himself to turn his head away, not daring to look back again.

After leaving the room, he closed the door and looked up at the sky, as if this would help him stop crying.

"what--"

Soon, a terrifying scream was heard in the room.

Huang Shiren's eyes suddenly turned red again, tears instantly blurred his vision, and his legs instantly lost their strength, and he almost collapsed.

He knew that his only son... was gone.

"Ah! Feng'er, Dad swears to avenge you!" Huang Shiren said in a hoarse voice.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had understood the meaning of his life.

He wanted revenge, but not against Jun Lintian, but Zhao Han, Li Min, and those people behind the scenes who supported the children from poor families!
Especially those powerful people behind the scenes are simply abominable.

Even though they are from an aristocratic family, they still have to support those poor children who are worse than dogs.

If it weren't for these people, how could a lowly person like Zhao Han have the courage to compete with his own son?

If there had not been that competition, how could the young master of the Jun family have used this incident to do things?

It was because of these shameless bitches that Feng'er died! (End of this chapter)