C225 Not Good!

Feng Zhentian rose to his feet, gazing at the sun with a radiant smile. "Thank you," he said softly.

He then swung the door open and stepped outside, inhaling deeply. "Ah, the air is exceptionally crisp this morning."

Today marked the deadline of fifteen days, and Feng Zhentian was set to bring his men back to the Feng family home. Regardless of their actions towards the family