Immersed in his practice, Feng Mu suddenly sensed something and opened his eyes.

Outside the window, there seemed to be a shadow lying in wait, resembling a giant rat the size of an adult.

"What is that?"

Feng Mu didn’t inherit the chill warning signal of Feng Ju and his daughter, but he had the [Deceiver’s Glasses].

He squinted slightly, and a dark green highlight appeared on the lens.

[Dark Green: Basically harmless!]

[Highlight: Malice!]

Feng Mu felt no panic, rather, he found it amusing.

Whoosh—

The curtain was suddenly pulled open, revealing a human-shaped... rat?!!

Dong Ping was clinging tightly to the window, a grim and terrifying smile on his face. Seeing the curtain open, he raised one hand high, as if about to smash the window, with countless rat heads baring their teeth on his arm, looking extremely frightening.

Dong Ping deliberately didn’t break the window directly but gave the people inside time to pull the curtain.

Because, he wanted to create an atmosphere of fear, which would give him the ultimate pleasure and satisfaction of revenge.

The thrill he didn’t get from Feng Yuhuai earlier, he must get doubly from Feng Mu.

He succeeded because Feng Mu indeed pulled the curtain as per his script.

Dong Ping immediately struck his most terrifying pose.

He failed because he didn’t see the slightest trace of fear or panic on the other party’s face.

Dong Ping didn’t even have time to smash the window.

Because the window was opened from the inside.

A seemingly ordinary finger reached out from inside the window, accompanied by an innocuous smile and a gentle, polite greeting:

"Good evening, are you here for me?"

Feng Mu wasn’t afraid, but Dong Ping, looking at the smiling face behind the window, suddenly felt chilled to the bone.

"Feng Ju’s son, could he be just like his daughter, also..."

An extremely bad idea popped into Dong Ping’s mind, but before it could fully form, he felt a twitch between his eyebrows, and decayed brain matter splattered out from his orifices.

A muffled thunder seemed to explode inside his skull.

The whole person was uncontrollably lifted off the wall and flew backward.

Senluo Middle Finger Technique: Tengluo!

Limit-Breaking Skill: Seeking Network.

Feng Mu flicked his finger, and then his upper body seemed to shrink like a skeleton, squeezing out of the narrow window, then with a light step, his whole body glided several meters like a night owl in the air.

Then he rapidly descended, overtaking first, and landed on Dong Ping.

Dong Ping’s head was buzzing, his brow caved in, and he fearfully wiped the brain matter oozing from his nose.

"It doesn’t seem like a monster, but his strength is more terrifying than a monster. He just flicked my eyebrow, and I feel like my brain is splitting. Luckily, I’m already a dead man, otherwise..."

Black stars danced before Dong Ping’s eyes, his vision shrouded in shadow.

"Caught up?!!"

Dong Ping hurriedly swung his massive arm, only to see a figure fall from the sky, the bottom of a pitch-black leather shoe landing steadily on his arm.

The landing was so light that even the air didn’t ripple with sound.

But the dense rat heads caved in simultaneously like ripe berries, exploding in succession, rotten flesh and blood sprayed in a radial pattern, splattering his face fiercely.

Crack—

The three-meter-long rat arm broke in the middle, the falling rat heads scattered all over the ground.

Dong Ping retracted his broken arm, rolled on the ground, flipped up, and simultaneously opened his mouth, spewing a mass of headless rats at Feng Mu, just like with Feng Yuhuai.

"Ugh—"

These rotten rats exploded in the air one after another, turning into a foul-smelling black wave rushing towards Feng Mu.

No, he spewed several times more than before, his slightly bulging belly flattening down.

In an instant, the air exuded the stench of a sewer, countless headless rats bursting in the air, turning into corrosive sewage, flooding towards Feng Mu in sheets.

Feng Mu landed lightly, each step treading softly, striding straight into the sewage.

Pop—

His form was corroded by the sewage, disintegrating into a void of black smoke.

Dong Ping’s pupils shrunk suddenly, a chill that could frighten the dead crawled up his soles, a ghostly figure appearing in the corner of his eye.

"Spit it all out, need a tissue?"

The warm voice sounded by his ear, sending shivers down Dong Ping’s spine.

He hurriedly dodged, but couldn’t avoid it, his jaw was hit hard, half of his face visibly caving in, shattered teeth piercing through the flesh, spewing black mucus mixed with blood over his face.

Horrible to behold!

Dong Ping crashed heavily to the ground, his bones seemingly dislocated, making it impossible to get up.

His eyes were stiff, and in his blurred vision, an immaculate pair of black leather shoes were drawing near slowly.

Just before the toe of the shoe lifted, Dong Ping suddenly was struck by inspiration, his vocal cords squeezing out a distorted howl:

"Wait a minute, there’s been a mistake, I’m not here for you, I’m here for Feng Ju."

The shoe silently returned to the ground, Feng Mu squatted down slowly, withdrew a white handkerchief from his suit pocket, gently covering the side of Dong Ping’s mutilated face, apologizing sincerely:

"Sorry, I thought you were a bad guy, you won’t take it to heart, right?"

Dong Ping desperately raised his head, squeezing out the most understanding smile:

"N-no problem! It’s all my fault for climbing on someone else’s window in the middle of the night."

Feng Mu looked down at Dong Ping, his face still displaying an innocuous smile:

"My dad’s not home, he’s at the Patrol Office, remember not to get the place wrong next time, okay?"

Dong Ping looked at Feng Mu, blinking woodenly, alarm bells ringing wildly in his heart:

"Monster, definitely a monster, Feng Ju’s son is also a monster."

Although, throughout, Dong Ping didn’t see Feng Mu exhibit any inhuman ’features’, but doesn’t this further illustrate the terror of the monster before his eyes?

As the night wind carried away the last echo, Feng Mu’s figure disintegrated, disappearing from the spot.

After waiting through seven heartbeats to confirm that the monster was really gone, Dong Ping struggled to climb up from the ground, cautiously avoiding letting the tissue on his face fall.

Afraid of dirtying it, causing a misunderstanding.

He glanced nervously at that closed window, then lowered his head and quickly walked away.

Bam—

The taxi door slammed shut.

The driver turned to look at him, shocked at his terrifying state, exclaiming:

"What happened? Another incident?"

Dong Ping held the tissue over his face, oddly, this time he wasn’t filled with much malice, but instead, he laughed neurotically:

"Hahaha, Feng Ju’s daughter is a monster, and so is his son, he’s raising a nest of monsters, and yet he goes around talking about a bright future, hahaha..."

Dong Ping laughed, black liquid streaming from his eyes,

"He’s not himself, he’s even in the dark, hahaha, I suddenly feel a bit sorry for Feng Ju, hahahaha....."

Dong Ping’s state was quite off—being beaten to shreds, yet exuding an eerie exhilaration, like... like witnessing his enemy getting retribution.

The driver opened his mouth, hesitating to speak, and said: 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"So, your next target, is it only Feng Ju’s wife left?"

Dong Ping reached up, plucking out rotten teeth one by one from his face, and mumbled:

"No, no, no, I’ve figured it out, don’t harm the wife and children, I’ll just seek revenge on Feng Ju..."

What a joke!

Feng Ju’s daughter is a monster, and his son is a monster, but he’s clearly not, otherwise, in the sewer, he wouldn’t have used my life to lure away the rat horde.

So, these children of his must take after their... monster mother!!!