C165 The Sound of the Piano.

As Soong Yu's blade neared its mark, Feng Zhentian's hand shot out like lightning, seizing Soong Yu's sword-wielding wrist with an iron grip.

A glint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. "I, Feng Zhentian, can endure being hit or insulted by others, but I will never stand for anyone speaking ill of my parents. You dared to insult my mother, Soong Yu