Chapter 1221: 1221: Too Late for Regrets

Chapter 1221: Chapter 1221: Too Late for Regrets

“When Wang Chongshan arrives, perhaps he too will come to know this brat’s true identity.”

“The show is about to begin.”

The crowd in the hall turned their gaze toward the furious Wang Chongshan.

Seeing Wang Feng heavily injured, Wang Chongshan’s face contorted involuntarily, rage surging in his heart.

“Outrageous!” Wang Chongshan roared in fury.

“Father! Kill him now!” Wang Feng screamed angrily, pointing at Feng Wuchen.

Following Wang Feng’s direction, Wang Chongshan looked toward Feng Wuchen. He was about to erupt in anger, but the moment he saw Feng Wuchen’s back, his expression froze, and his whole body stiffened.

The three grand elders of the Wang family also saw Feng Wuchen’s back, and their aged faces instantly changed dramatically.

Feng Wuchen had stunned everyone at the Artifact Refining Convention. Even from the back, he was unmistakable.

The expressions of Wang Chongshan and the three elders were clearly visible to the crowd in the hall.

“As expected.” A young man furrowed his brow, seemingly having already guessed the outcome.

Yang Qingwu frowned silently, thinking to herself, “It seems Uncle Wang and the others know who this person is.”

“Father, elders, what’s wrong with you? Hurry and take action! Kill him!” Seeing Wang Chongshan and the three elders frozen in place, Wang Feng began to panic, as if he had already realized something.

Feng Wuchen slowly turned to face Wang Feng, expressionless. He said coldly, “Kill me? That depends on whether he dares.”

“F-Feng… Lord Feng!” After a moment of stunned silence, as soon as Wang Chongshan saw Feng Wuchen’s face, he trembled uncontrollably and, with a fearful voice, dropped to his knees.

“Lord Feng!” The three elders followed suit, trembling with fear as they knelt down.

Witnessing this scene, everyone present had their expression change dramatically.

However, the three words that Wang Chongshan uttered exploded in their ears like thunder.

Though they had guessed that Feng Wuchen was not someone to be trifled with, they had never imagined that he was, in fact, a Divine Grade Artifact Refiner known across Tiandu!

“What? He’s Lord Feng? A Divine Grade Artifact Refiner!” Yang Qingwu’s beautiful eyes widened to the limit as she stared in shock at Feng Wuchen.

Though they had never seen Feng Wuchen personally, they were well-acquainted with the legendary reputation of Lord Feng, the Divine Grade Artifact Refiner.

Feng Wuchen’s renown shook all of Tiandu; there was no one who did not know his name.

“He’s Wind Shadow, the legendary Lord Feng! My heavens! He’s really the Divine Grade Artifact Refiner? And he’s also a top-tier assassin from Tianying Pavilion?”

“Impossible! A Divine Grade Artifact Refiner at such a young age?”

“F-Feng… Lord Feng! He’s Lord Feng!”

The crowd in the hall was shaken to their core with fear and shock, left utterly speechless and trembling uncontrollably.

They finally understood why Feng Wuchen dared to act within the Guild, and why none of the Guild’s guards intervened.

With the untouchable status of a Divine Grade Artifact Refiner, how could anyone from the Guild dare meddle?

Forget the guards—even if Bai Hun himself were present, he would have to show the utmost respect.

“F-Feng… Lord Feng…!” Wang Feng was overwhelmed with fear, experiencing a terror greater than any he’d ever felt before. At that instant, he felt as though his entire world had crumbled.

Pale-faced and scared out of his wits, Wang Feng trembled as he knelt to the ground.

Only now did Wang Feng understand the kind of existence he had provoked. If regret could take physical form, his intestines would surely turn green from it.

He also knew that his death was inevitable today. Not even Wang Chongshan and the others could save him.

Wang Chongshan didn’t need further explanation to piece together the events. Being well aware of his son’s nature—arrogant and trouble-seeking—it was clear to him that Wang Feng must’ve crossed Feng Wuchen, gotten injured, and then sent word back for reinforcements.

Other than that, there was no possibility.

“This little bastard! How dare he offend Lord Feng!” Wang Chongshan’s mind was gripped by both anger and terror, wishing he could slap his rebellious son to death.

Wang Chongshan didn’t even dare plead on his son’s behalf. After all, it was Wang Feng who was at fault. If his pleas angered Feng Wuchen, it could mean the annihilation of their entire family.

Wind Shadow’s exploits had long echoed through Tiandu.

Moreover, Feng Wuchen now carried an additional identity—that of a Divine Grade Artifact Refiner. Who would dare provoke him?

The hall fell silent once more. No one dared utter a word, and many secretly breathed a sigh of relief for not interfering earlier.

“Greetings, Lord Feng.” Just then, Bai Hun and Yang Qianxiao, followed by the high-ranking members of the Artificer Guild, entered the hall, breaking the stifling silence.

Bai Hun and the others carried themselves with utmost respect toward Feng Wuchen.

“President Bai, the three elders, Chief Enforcer Elder,” Feng Wuchen turned and greeted them with a polite smile, completely ignoring Wang Chongshan and his group.

Wang Chongshan, the three elders, and Wang Feng remained kneeling, not daring to stand.

That Bai Hun and the others arrived at this exact moment was hardly coincidental, a fact not lost on the watching crowd.

“Lord Feng, is there something important you require?” Bai Hun asked reverently.

Feng Wuchen nodded slightly and replied, “Indeed, there is something I need to discuss.”

“President Bai, I beg you to plead on behalf of my Wang family!” Wang Chongshan transmitted his desperate plea to Bai Hun, too fearful to directly face Feng Wuchen.

“Please, Lord Feng.” Bai Hun gestured courteously, personally escorting Feng Wuchen toward the inner palace, entirely ignoring Wang Chongshan and the others.

Under these circumstances, who would dare interfere? With the risk of offending a Divine Grade Artifact Refiner, who wouldn’t recoil in fear?

Even if the Wang family had some connections with the Guild, those ties were insignificant when compared to Feng Wuchen’s stature.

“We’re doomed! It’s over!” Wang Chongshan despaired completely.

After Feng Wuchen and his party left the hall, the trembling Wang Feng quickly urged, “Father, let’s escape now! If we stay, we’re dead for sure.”

“Shut up!” Wang Chongshan roared furiously, “You despicable child! How dare you offend Lord Feng! Are you determined to drag our Wang family to ruin?”

Wang Chongshan knew escape was futile. With just a command from Feng Wuchen, the Artificer Guild could send experts to hunt them down and even wipe out the Wang family entirely.

Rather than flee, there was a slim chance they might survive by staying put.

“How would I know he was Lord Feng? Even if you gave me ten thousand lives, I wouldn’t dare offend him!” Wang Feng pleaded in terror.

“You wretched brat!” Wang Chongshan erupted in fury, shouting, “I’ll beat you to death, you ungrateful scoundrel!”

“Family Head! Don’t! Please stop!” One elder quickly stepped forward to intervene.

“Let go! Don’t stop me!” Wang Chongshan roared, seething with anger.

“Father, have you gone mad? I’m your son!” Wang Feng screamed in a panic.

“Shut up!” Wang Chongshan roared again, his emotions spiraling out of control.

Yang Qingwu also intervened, saying, “Uncle Wang, if you kill him, the Wang family’s lineage will end. Let’s wait and see what Lord Feng decides.”

“Qingwu, please, I beg you to put in a good word! Plead for mercy on my behalf! I realize my errors, and I’ll change for the better from now on!” Wang Feng pleaded desperately with Yang Qingwu.

“I can’t help you.” Yang Qingwu shook her head coldly.

She dared not act independently for fear of angering Feng Wuchen.

The power of the Yang family, no matter how strong, could not rival the Artificer Guild.

“Father, think of something! I don’t want to die; I don’t want to die!” Wang Feng cried in terror, tears streaming down his face.