For more than half a month, Chen Feng had no other use, focusing on cultivation, cultivating in the Foreign Affairs Hall during the day and returning to his small building to cultivate at night, like an ascetic, almost cutting off any contact with the outside world.

On the morning of this day, Song Yuanwu knocked on Chen Feng's office and said, "My lord, something is wrong with the team that went out to collect debts. ”

"What's the problem?" Chen Feng asked without stopping his cultivation and closing his eyes.

"There was a squad member who had a short temper and had a verbal altercation with the other side. In the end, a chaotic battle broke out, and we killed the other party's son, and I heard that the people over there were ready to come to the Divine Sword Gate to seek justice. Song Yuanwu did not hide it and explained the matter completely.

"Who struck first?" Chen Feng asked in a deep voice.

"We, but the other party is an old scoundrel, not only does not pay back the money, but also insults us. Song Yuanwu continued: "In this case, some people on our side were angry and wanted to teach them a lesson, but they didn't expect the other party to kill them, so the battle became more and more fierce, and finally a tragedy happened. ”

"Are there any casualties on our side?" Chen Feng stopped cultivating, opened his eyes and looked up and asked.

"No one died, only one was seriously injured, and now it has been healed. Song Yuanwu replied without thinking.

"You're doing a good job. Chen Feng got up and patted him on the shoulder, and praised him in his mouth, for more than half a month. He saw everything Song Yuanwu had done, and he was very satisfied, at least he didn't let him worry too much, and today's incident was an accident.

"My lord's praise, this is what subordinates should do. Song Yuanwu didn't dare to take credit and said.

"Alright, you don't have to be humble, go out with me and solve this problem. Chen Feng smiled slightly, and then took Song Yuanwu and others out of the Foreign Affairs Hall together.

At this time, outside the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Gate, there were rows of people kneeling, led by a wealthy middle-aged man, and there was a coffin behind him.

"I beg the adults of the Divine Sword Sect to make decisions for me, my son died miserably!" The rich middle-aged man knelt on the ground, his head was pounding, his forehead was already broken, and blood flowed all over his face, looking a little terrifying.

"The immortal gate is heavy, don't make trouble, you guys hurry up and get out of me!" The disciple guarding the mountain gate shouted with impatience on his face.

"No, I'm not leaving! I'm dying here today, and I want to get justice for my son! He was brutally killed, and his heart is resentful, as his father, how can I stay out of the matter?" The rich middle-aged man pretended to say in an extremely miserable tone, crying behind him, as if he wanted to put pressure on the Divine Sword Gate.

"If you don't leave, you'll kneel here!"

The two disciples guarding the door glanced at each other, and one of them asked in a low voice, "Have you summoned the door steward?"

"As I have already said, the steward of the House of Internal Affairs said that it was none of his business and did not want to come. The other said helplessly.

"What the hell is going on, which disciple is causing the trouble, why hasn't anyone come yet?"

Just as the two were talking, Chen Feng led someone to ride the clouds and fell to the ground calmly.

"My lord, they are the ones who are here to make trouble!" Song Yuanwu pointed to the wealthy middle-aged man led by him, and whispered beside Chen Feng.

"Good. Chen Feng nodded, walked in front of this person with a relaxed step, and said lightly: "You are the one who complains about your son?" I am the steward of the Foreign Affairs Hall, you can tell me if you have any grievances. ”

"My lord!" When the rich middle-aged man heard this, he suddenly raised his head and said with a sad face: "My lord, please make the decision for my son! He was originally a child of a good family, cheerful and lively by nature, and was willing to help others, but he did not expect to come to this catastrophe. was brutally killed, I hope that the adults can hand over the murderer and give my son justice!"

"Fair, right?Then when will you pay back the balance you owe to the Divine Sword Gate?" asked Chen Feng with an indifferent face.

"This ...... Debts and handing over the murderer are two different things, how can adults be confused?" the rich middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he retorted in a loud voice.

"You return the balance of my subordinates first, and I will give everyone justice. Chen Feng was not affected by his words, and said sharply.

"Your Excellency, you ...... You ......" The rich middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said with a crying voice: "I just came to seek justice for my son, why are adults forcing people too much?"

"I'm just reasoning with you, after all, the whole thing is the cause. It's because of your debt. Chen Feng's eyes turned cold, and he said indifferently: "If you repay the debt at that time, how can such a thing happen?"

"My lord, if I repay the debt, can I make the decision for my son next?" The rich middle-aged man lowered his head, a subtle fierce light flashed in his eyes, but his voice asked in a humble voice.

"Of course, as long as you pay off your debts, I will definitely settle this matter once and for all. Chen Feng said word by word.

"Okay, I believe in the adult's golden words!" The rich middle-aged man got up and saluted, turned back to explain to the people behind him, and took a few subordinates. He turned around and went straight down the mountain.

"My lord......" Song Yuanwu came to Chen Feng's side, and his tone was a little hurried.

"Don't be nervous, you send someone to follow them now, see what he is going to do, by the way, inquire about him and his son's reputation, try to collect some true, valid, reasonable and well-founded information, I will be useful when the time comes." Chen Feng explained calmly.

"Yes, my lord!" Although Song Yuanwu didn't understand Chen Feng's intentions, he also nodded, and then sent someone to take the order.

After a while, the two disciples guarding the mountain gate, under the invisible pressure of the Great Demon King, had to step forward, salute Chen Feng, and then run away, which made people laugh.

And the people who were kneeling on the ground did not raise their heads from beginning to end, forming a stalemate with Chen Feng and others, and it seemed that they were not ready to get up without getting a satisfactory explanation.

Chen Feng swept around, did not say anything, watched the performance of this group of people coldly, and quietly waited for the return of both parties.

Half a day passed. Chen Feng's men were the first to rush back, and they all looked indignant.

"What's going on?" Chen Feng couldn't help but ask out loud when he saw that their faces were wrong.

"Lord Qiyu, we've got a lot of information about the evil father and son!" said one of the people who went out indignantly.

"Let's take a look at it specifically!" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

"Yes, sir!" the man put away the anger on his face. Then he told everything he saw and heard in a deep voice, and several people who were standing next to him also talked about it until everyone finished speaking. It took a while for the listener to come to his senses.

"It's so hateful!" Song Yuanwu said with red eyes and gritted his teeth: "My lord, that father and son are simply not human, they have done so many evil things, and his son is simply innocent!"

"That's right! Forcibly robbing people's daughters, seizing other people's property, doing black-hearted business, and abducting and trafficking in human beings, it is really all evil!"

"Both father and son deserve to die! They both deserve to be cut with a thousand knives! They are tortured to death!"

"My lord, his son died when he died, and he didn't die unjustly at all!"

"I knew that this father and son had done so many bad things. We should have killed them all!"

Everyone did not hide the killing intent on their bodies, and they talked about it, and the meaning of the words was nothing more than hoping that Chen Feng would make a move, kill the father and son who had done all the bad things, and pay for the lives of those innocent victims.

"Okay, don't make any noise, I have my own measure in this matter!" Chen Feng's face was not good-looking, after hearing those events that made people's backs chill, his heart was also full of murderous energy, but it was well hidden and not discovered.

"My lord, he's back!" Song Yuanwu stretched out his hand and pointed down the mountain, only to see that the rich middle-aged man was coming up the mountain with people.

"Good come, let him come today, don't think about leaving!"

"This kind of person really deserves to die, but he just pity those innocent people!"

Seeing each other approaching, everyone held their breath, their faces tightened, and they didn't make a sound.

"My lord, I have already brought all the immortal coins here, and please ask them to count the amount!" the rich middle-aged man wiped the sweat on his forehead and said with a smile on his face.

"Not bad. You have a good eye and know that I love these things. Chen Feng deliberately pretended to be greedy for money, waved his hand back and said, "Give me a careful clarification!"

"Yes, my lord!" all the subordinates of the Foreign Affairs Hall stepped forward and put the immortal coins in the storage ring. They all poured out, and then they began to count them one by one.

......After a while, the rich middle-aged man faintly felt that something was wrong, and he speculated and was uneasy.

"Don't talk yet! Since it's for your son's life, then you go to the side and kneel first!" Chen Feng interrupted him unceremoniously, and said with a cold gaze.

"Yes. The adult ...... "The rich middle-aged man felt that he had kicked on the iron plate, and in the face of Chen Feng's cold words, he didn't dare to refute in the slightest, and hurriedly walked to the side and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Tell them, count me slowly, I'm going to make him kneel a little longer. Chen Feng instructed Song Yuanwu and said in his mouth.

"Yes, my lord!" Song Yuanwu heard this order, with a vengeful sneer on his face, and quickly conveyed the meaning to the people below.

And when the people heard this, they heard this. The counting of the coins was even slower, lasting from late afternoon to dusk and sunset, and they were still not counted.

The rich middle-aged man who had been kneeling for a long time was pale, dizzy, and his body was crooked. I was about to fall to the ground, and I had to ask, "My lord, haven't you counted yet?"

"Don't worry, it's coming. Chen Feng was not in a hurry at all, with a calm and calm expression, and said slowly.

When the sun set the last rays of afterglow, Chen Feng finally made a gesture to call it a day, and everyone quickly put the immortal coins on the ground into the storage ring, and then handed them over to him.

"Lord Qiqi, the number of immortal coins is no different. The subordinate said in a deep voice.

"Okay!" Chen Feng nodded, pinched the storage ring in his hand, and came to the front of the rich middle-aged man.

I saw him look at this person and ask word by word: "These immortal coins stained with innocent blood, you have held them in your hand for so long, so you don't feel too hot?"