"Daughter, I really made a mistake, I..."
Hearing this pointless drivel she was about to say, Feng Junjun frowned, "Enough! I don’t want to hear any more of your useless words. From now on, you and I have no relationship whatsoever. Of course, to repay your kindness in raising me, I will let Xiaobei help you heal, but from this moment on, we have absolutely no connection. Even if you die, don’t notify me, I have no interest in attending your funeral."
"Sister, what about us?"
Hearing Feng Junjun speak, Feng Yan and his wife looked at Feng Junjun with hope.
Feng Junjun looked at them with extreme disgust and spoke coldly, "Xiaobei will certainly help you, too, but the same goes for you; once you’re healed, we have no relation anymore. In the future, each of us goes our own way and we will have no further contact, even till death!"
"Sister, blood is thicker than water! We lived together for so many years; you can’t be so heartless now!"
"Yes, sister, we still really hope to live together with you. We have truly realized our mistakes."
They exchanged glances and pleaded again.
They knew Feng Junjun had climbed the high branch of Hu Xiaobei, and truly didn’t want to fall out with Feng Junjun since if they did, they would have no light to enjoy.
To be honest, all three of them were particularly selfish.
They did not care whether Feng Junjun cut ties with them or not; what they cared about was Hu Xiaobei.
They knew as long as they could connect with Hu Xiaobei, their future life would be much, much better.
Knowing what kind of people they really were, Feng Junjun sneered coldly and impatiently said, "Enough, let it be. If you say one more useless word, I won’t let Xiaobei help you."
Hearing such resolute words, they opened their mouths but ultimately obediently shut them.
They understood that Feng Junjun would no longer tolerate their past behaviors, so they dared not further provoke her.
Feng Junjun did not look at them again but turned to Hu Xiaobei.
"Brother Xiaobei, may I bother you now? Please help them once again."
Hu Xiaobei gently nodded...
Quickly, Hu Xiaobei turned around, taking a deep look at them. Hu Xiaobei said coldly, "It’s only because Junjun is kind-hearted. If it were up to me, I’d honestly leave you to fend for yourselves."
Born and raised in the countryside, Hu Xiaobei valued family bonds more than anyone.
He believed a mother would usually think of her children.
But Feng Junjun’s mother truly was not like that.
So, in Hu Xiaobei’s view, people like her are merely wasting air living.
To be honest, if Feng Junjun hadn’t pleaded, Hu Xiaobei wouldn’t even spare a glance at them.
Hearing Hu Xiaobei speak coldly, they exchanged bitter glances.
Truthfully, they wanted to justify themselves, but didn’t know what to say.
Because they knew they had no defence; the situation was entirely their fault.
...
Under their gaze, Hu Xiaobei took out his silver needles, which he always carried.
After sterilizing them with Nine Wood True Qi, Hu Xiaobei quickly threw the silver needles in his hands...
Soon they felt a sharp pain in their bodies...
Looking down, they found several places on their bodies pierced by silver needles.
"This..."
They were somewhat frightened...


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