Feng Youming's indifferent silence slowly sank everyone's hopes into the abyss.
Behind them, Feng Jinchuan stared hard at Song Wanníng for a long moment before speaking softly, "Stop shouting. He can't save us—because he's the one who trapped us inside this formation."
So the fox's tail finally couldn't be hidden.
Feng Jinchuan sneered. His suspicion was right after all.
He never expected she would use such a precious thing as bait...
"Patriarch, what are you saying? This was Feng Youming's design? Why would he do that?"
Elder Wulan looked confused, convinced he must have heard wrong.
Why would Feng Youming do this to them?
Other elders wore doubtful expressions, since no one could find a reason for Feng Youming to betray them.
"Heh, that's because he's not really Feng Youming anymore."
Feng Jinchuan's casual remark stunned everyone into shock.
"No way—he isn't Feng Youming?"
"If he isn't Feng Youming, then who is Feng Youming?"
The elders found it hard to believe. If it were an impostor, they would have noticed. But they had lived with Feng Youming for so long without seeing any clue.
All eyes turned sharply to Song Wanníng, seeking an explanation.
Song Wanníng received their curious, shocked gazes and smiled faintly.
"Tsk, Patriarch Feng, your eyes are sharp indeed. You can't be fooled."
Her teasing gaze clashed with Feng Jinchuan's cold stare, sparks of icy light flashing between them.
"But I'm very curious—how did you realize I'm not really Feng Youming?"
This was the question Song Wanníng herself had struggled to answer. She thought she had imitated Feng Youming perfectly, but Feng Jinchuan's suspicion remained.
Feng Jinchuan's eyes deepened as he stared at her and said coldly, "You do imitate him very well. No flaws at all. But from what I know about Feng Youming, faced with worldly temptations, he would never return this early. You were too eager.
Even he had traveled outside for a long time before finally returning. Someone like Feng Youming wouldn't come back unless he had played around for several years. No matter how well you disguise yourself, I will always have doubts and want to test the truth."
He had to admit, though, her disguise was very good.
"I want to know how you managed to mask your aura to be exactly like Feng Youming's."
Feng Jinchuan narrowed his eyes slightly. That was something even he couldn't do.
Before Song Wanníng could answer, the elders exploded in uproar.
"Impossible! He's fake?"
"Who are you exactly? What did you do to Feng Youming?"
"So it was you who deliberately tricked us here. What do you want?"
"Just wait—when I get out, I'll make sure you pay!"
These elders had lived long lives and had never been deceived to such an extent.
Their lives had mostly been smooth, and now trapped in this dangerous formation, they were furious and desperate.
If looks could kill, Song Wanníng would have been ripped apart already.
Unlike their rage, Song Wanníng smiled gently, her expression warm. Though she looked like Feng Youming, at this moment she seemed like an incredibly beautiful woman.
She raised her hand slightly, and a Yuányīng flew out from her spirit sea—it was Feng Youming's.
But Feng Youming's Yuányīng was long dulled and dumb after soul-searching, and upon seeing Song Wanníng, it gave a goofy smile and drooled.
The once proud and unrestrained Feng Youming had been reduced to such a pitiful state, shocking everyone. The elders were stunned speechless. Feng Jinchuan's face darkened, murderous aura swirling around him like a demon.
How dare this person treat Feng Youming like this?
Damn it!
Feng Jinchuan immediately regretted not removing the restriction and going out himself instead of sending Feng Youming.
Now Feng Youming was ruined, and they were trapped as well—losing both man and army.
"You bitch, release Feng Youming at once!"
"Who are you? Why are you doing this to him?"
The elders finally snapped back to their senses, cursing Song Wanníng with grief and hatred deep in their souls.
Their old comrade had become a broken shell, and their hate for Song Wanníng burned fiercely.
"He's already like this, what more do you want?"
"If you have guts, come at us!"
They shouted arrogantly, despite being trapped inside the formation. Their cultivation and numbers made them confident escaping was only a matter of time.
What they feared most was Song Wanníng escaping before they could catch her.
"Ugh, your insults are really nasty," Song Wanníng teased, pretending to scratch her ear and pouting.
Suddenly, she gave a mischievous smile and said to Feng Youming's Yuányīng beside her, "Come, bark like a dog for them."
Feng Youming's Yuányīng blinked and then actually started barking, "Woof! Woof! Woof!"
"You—"
The Feng family members were so furious their vision darkened and they nearly passed out.
Elder Wulan trembled with red eyes, pointing at Song Wanníng with a shaking voice.
"You... you... you are too much!"
Feng Youming had been such a carefree and respected figure in life. He was revered wherever he went, and now this person insulted him so!
Song Wanníng smirked and lightly patted Feng Youming's Yuányīng's head, praising softly, "Good boy."
Wulan was so angry he fell back, shaking uncontrollably.
Song Wanníng looked at him coldly. "That's too much? You openly schemed against another's clan, even tried to exterminate them. Isn't that worse? Looks like your faces are thicker than anyone's—only you get to light lamps, while the common people are forbidden even a spark. Where did such rules come from?"
She clapped her hands once and kicked Feng Youming's Yuányīng flying.
"Wuwu..."
The Yuányīng whimpered in pain, looking utterly pitiful.
But Song Wanníng's eyes were icy, without a shred of sympathy.
These people all deserved to die.
"So you're from the Song family!"
Elder Wulan's eyes widened in shock and doubt. Though suspicious before, hearing her admit it stunned everyone.
Feng Jinchuan's gaze turned venomous, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Song Wanníng like a cold snake ready to strike.
The Song family had some skill to infiltrate here.
But he still had doubts. His eyes flicked to Bai Yang as he asked in a low voice, "How exactly did you get in?"
There was only room for one to slip through the loophole, but two had entered...
The young man was unfamiliar and obviously not from the Secluded Land.
So they must have had some special method to enter the restriction!