Chapter 740: Does this Wang family kid have any principles or backbone left?

"Fang Qian! You are bullying people too much!" Xu Zifeng completely broke down and couldn't care about tracking anymore. He and Fang Qian argued at the street corner outside the Ministry of Personnel, the two of them attacking each other, causing passersby to look over one after another.

This farce lasted for quite a while, until officials from the Ministry of Personnel came out to persuade them to stop, and the two of them stopped resentfully.

Fang Qian snorted coldly and flicked his sleeves away.

Xu Zifeng stood in place, his chest heaving violently, and it took a long while before he gradually calmed down.

After calming down, an inexplicable doubt surged in his heart.

He, Xu Zifeng, the dignified heir to the Prince of Zhennan, the proud son of heaven, should have been an existence standing at the peak of the younger generation, looking down on all living beings. To put it bluntly, a few years ago, he even wanted to be emperor.

But now, why was he arguing in the street like a shrew with Fang Qian, an official from a humble background, over the question of "who is more appreciated by His Majesty"?

This feeling was like two dogs fighting for favor, baring their teeth and showing off the bones they had brought back, which were bigger and more fragrant, in a place where the master couldn't see, trying to prove that they were the one more favored by the master.

Thinking of this metaphor, Xu Zifeng couldn't help but shiver, a trace of bitterness and self-mockery appearing on his face.

He shook his head, looking at the direction where Li Chen had long since disappeared, his heart filled with mixed feelings, and he no longer had the heart to continue tracking.

Just as Xu Zifeng was feeling dispirited and preparing to return home, the corner of his eye caught another figure, sneaking behind Li Chen and Lin Yue'e not far away.

This person's aura was hidden extremely well; if Xu Zifeng hadn't been focused, he would have been hard to notice.

"Hmm? There's someone else?" Xu Zifeng frowned, his mood, which had just been hit, was instantly replaced by curiosity. "Is it His Majesty's secret guard protecting him in secret? Or someone with hostility toward His Majesty?"

Out of a complex mentality, perhaps wanting to prove that he was not entirely useless, he decided to follow and see what was going on.

He carefully hung behind that person, only to see that after following for a stretch of road, the person didn't have any abnormal actions, but instead stopped in place after Li Chen turned into another street, looking at the direction where Li Chen disappeared, and sighed deeply.

That sigh was full of helplessness and resignation?

Subsequently, this person actually turned around directly and walked in the direction opposite to the center of the Imperial Capital.

Xu Zifeng's doubts grew even more, and he followed quietly all the way.

The person left the city and came to an extremely remote hillside in the suburbs.

A lonely grave stood here, looking like it had been there for some years, but the front of the tombstone was quite clean, as if someone often cleaned it.

Seeing the mysterious man walk to the grave, he knelt down with a "thump."

He first burned some paper money silently, then his shoulders began to heave slightly, and suppressed crying sounds came intermittently.

"Father, your son has come to see you..." The man's voice was choked with sobs. "You also know that your son considers himself to have extraordinary talent, rarely having an opponent among his peers, but..."

His voice suddenly became excited, carrying unwillingness and resentment, and he gritted his teeth: "But with your son's current cultivation, even if I cultivate hard for another ten or twenty years! In this lifetime, I might not be Li Chen's opponent! He is simply a monster!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, his anger burning, as if he wanted to burn through the heavens and earth: "But! If I don't avenge this father-killing hatred, what face do I have to be your son?! What qualification do I have to be surnamed Wang?!"

Hearing this, Xu Zifeng in the dark was invigorated, holding his breath, thinking he was about to hear some vow of revenge like "sleeping on brushwood and tasting gall" or "not sparing this body."

However, what happened in the next moment made Xu Zifeng almost drop his jaw. ===== CHAPTER 741 =====