Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 414 - 398: Who Will Be Served at the Table

The words that came out of Feng Ju’s mouth were still the same old clichés, like those old tunes that had rung in the ears countless times, devoid of any freshness.

However, the tone, usually tinged with authority, indifference, and even a hint of annoyance, had somehow turned so gentle over time.

Feng Yuhuai almost suspected that her ears were malfunctioning, suddenly feeling that her father’s attitude towards her brother was also very unfamiliar to her.

Her temples pulsed rapidly like drumbeats, each beat sending a warning to her brain.

At this moment, Feng Yuhuai felt as if her mind was bearing immense pressure, like a server on the verge of crashing, slightly overloaded.

Various pieces of information and emotions surged into her mind like a tide, stimulating her brain.

Her thoughts seemed like a tangled mess of threads, the previously orderly logic now caught in chaos, starting to stutter.

The previous sensation of chaos, fragmentation, delay, and insufficient memory struck again, making her feel as if she was about to return to that sluggish "crash" state from before eating.

Feng Mu wore a smile, with lv3 Dynamic Vision, able to clearly capture every stiff and fake muscle twitch on the good father’s face and keenly detect the sudden, frame-drop-like discordance on Imoto’s face.

"My good father’s acting skills are still lacking, and my foolish Imoto seems to have a mind that’s not quite sufficient."

Feng Mu found it extremely amusing, displaying a nearly perfect smile on his face, a smile like it had been rehearsed countless times, every detail impeccable, like a textbook example.

He sighed softly and spoke:

"Father is right, a family should indeed sit together and have a meal."

Feng Yuhuai witnessed the bizarre scene before her, a display of father and son harmony, so real that her mind was in turmoil:

"What on earth has happened to this world? Just a few days ago, father was calling him a ’rebellious son,’ and now, it’s like he’s got amnesia and become a completely different person?"

"And I completely don’t understand Feng Mu anymore, could it be....."

A creepy thought slowly rose in her mind, like a cold serpent’s tongue licking her heart,

"Not just me, but father and brother have also been parasitized? Our family, in fact, is the same, all wanting to consume each other?!!"

As if to validate Feng Yuhuai’s suspicion, the next second, she heard the heartfelt conversation between father and son.

That voice seemed to play from some old tape recorder, with a weird distortion, as if every phoneme was stretched, twisted, finally pieced together in an unnatural rhythm.

Whether others heard it the same way was hard to say, but at this moment it certainly landed in Feng Yuhuai’s mind with that feeling.

"Today is a day worth celebrating, your mother has prepared a lavish meal at home, so none of us should be absent, make sure everyone returns home for a family meal tonight."

"I know, mom has already called me, I’ll surely be back on time for dinner."

After making arrangements, father and son spontaneously turned their smiles towards Feng Yuhuai.

That smile was like some invisible pressure, instantly enveloping her.

The curvature of their mouths was completely identical, even the depth of the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes was exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold.

Being father and son, having the same expression only made them appear more alike.

Feng Yuhuai stood still, meeting the loving gazes of her brother and father, her heart raced, and a chill indescribable in words rushed from her feet to the base of her spine, making her involuntarily shiver.

Feng Yuhuai’s throat felt like it was blocked by something, her gaze wandered between the father and son, trying to find a trace of flaw in their expressions.

But no matter how she looked, she could only see those two faces, slightly similar to her own, very familiar.

Previously, Feng Yuhuai had been very much looking forward to having a meal with her family, even anticipating tonight’s reunion dinner. But suddenly, she felt a bit reluctant to go home for dinner.

Having a meal, having a meal, who knows who might end up on the table?

If it was only her who was parasitized, that naturally posed no issue, but if the whole family were the same, then it’s hard to say who they might be catering to.

Most importantly, the word "reunion," when coming out of the mouths of her brother and father, gave her an unsettling sense of familiarity.

It’s not a very auspicious omen!

Feng Yuhuai reluctantly forced a smile, though unwilling in her heart, but under the gaze full of earnest expectation from those two pairs of eyes, she could only brace herself and obediently agreed:

"Okay!"

After speaking, Feng Yuhuai was unwilling to stay there for another moment, actually urging and following the female doctor to the medical area in haste.

Not far away, after seeing Feng Yuhuai finish talking with her father and brother, Cuicui hurriedly tugged Zhang Liyou to catch up as she was taken away by medical staff.

Zhang Liyou helplessly followed, her eyes unconsciously sweeping a few glances at Feng Ju and Feng Mu.

Simultaneously, she sneered inwardly as she labeled the two, one as [Feng Yuhuai’s behind-the-scenes protector!] and the other as [Birds of a feather???].

"Hurry up, Yuhuai has already left!" Cuicui urged.

Zhang Liyou stumbled a few steps as Cuicui tugged her, having no choice but to quicken her pace, and their figures quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Feng Mu seemed to have noticed something, turning his head, his gaze shot through the dense crowd and landed accurately on Zhang Liyou’s back, squinting his eyes slightly.

"So, she is Imoto’s roommate, her gaze has a hidden hatred in it when she steals glances at me and Feng Ju, interesting!" Feng Mu mused thoughtfully.

Feng Ju, after a few more hypocritical chit-chats with Feng Mu, turned around and left, heading straight toward the stage, obviously to seek out the special commissioner.

As a distinguished guest from Upper City, the Eighth Academy naturally wouldn’t be neglectful, sending invitations early, though they didn’t dare hope the special commissioner would actually honor them with a visit.

However, to everyone’s surprise, the commissioner indeed attended the event.

At this moment, several school leaders were surrounding him, each face crowded with smiles, attentive to his every need.

Their well-educated, erudite bellies seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of witty remarks, throwing them out one after another just to amuse the commissioner, to make him laugh heartily.

The commissioner’s smile seemed like some kind of invisible reward, making the faces of school leaders glow slightly.

Until Feng Ju appeared in his sight, did the commissioner curtail his smile, waving a hand gently, causing all school leaders present to tactfully back off, like a group of perceptive, sensible flies.

Feng Ju straightened his back, lifted his chin, and walked over full of glory, and, soon someone gave way, allowing Feng Ju to naturally take a seat beside the commissioner.

Although it was still just an ordinary chair, at this moment, Feng Ju felt a joy as if he had already been seated in Upper City, becoming a person of high standing.

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