Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 728 - 467: Utility Person_2

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Chapter 728: Chapter 467: Utility Person_2

"The old man couldn’t control his temper and smashed things around the ancestral home. At his age, no one tried to persuade him. He does value his own life though, having his personal doctor and a dedicated medical team on call 24/7."

Feng Chi relayed what was happening at the ancestral home. He wasn’t there himself, but he had gathered the information from his parents and some loose-lipped individuals.

It was evident that the old man’s control over the Feng Family was slipping.

However, details were still out of reach, such as medication usage. Had the old man contradicted himself by purchasing medicine from the Ancestral Factory?

Feng Yi stayed calm upon hearing what Feng Chi had to say.

"Not surprising."

Feng Yi didn’t pay much attention to the internal affairs of the Feng Family in Yang City.

Feng Chi, still unsatisfied with his curiosity, saw that Feng Yi didn’t bring up Feng Jing, so he didn’t press further, shelving his curiosity for the time being.

He had other questions.

"Brother, if... I mean, hypothetically speaking, if you weren’t on a mission when this happened and you received the ransom demand, would you pay the five hundred million?"

Feng Yi didn’t hesitate: "I would."

Feng Chi was deeply touched.

If he ever found himself in a similar situation and mom and dad couldn’t come up with the money, he could always turn to his brother for urgent help!

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The old man could afford the ransom, of course, but as a person...

If his grandchild were kidnapped, the first thing that would come to his mind would be the family’s reputation.

After observing the family for years, it was clear that in the old man’s eyes, everyone was nearly the same, merely tools to be used.

Feng Chi sighed to himself.

Feng Yi truly wasn’t lying; he would definitely pay the ransom. However, he wouldn’t play by the kidnapper’s rules.

The kidnappers were unaware of how accurately he could distinguish scents.

Less than a day had passed, the scent information in the environment had not yet dissipated, and he could immediately trace each person involved in the kidnapping and the hostage.

"Oh, there’s something else," said Feng Chi. "Brother, have you seen the rumors online about the outskirts of Yang City?"

Feng Yi really hadn’t been paying attention: "What rumors? I left in the middle of my mission today; I’ve been preoccupied with matters related to the kidnapping."

Feng Chi said, "Hold on, I’ll send you the screenshots."

Soon, Feng Chi sent over a series of screenshots from social media and video-sharing platforms, focusing on posts with high likes or comments with intense discussion.

Feng Yi glanced at them and sure enough, they were various rumors sparked by that one gunshot.

The scope of discussion wasn’t very wide though. Apart from the locals of Yang City, netizens from other regions only discussed it in chat groups or mentioned it briefly on social media after seeing it there.

"No big deal, there will be an official announcement online soon."

Feng Yi inquired about the progress of the "Survivor" TV show.

After the first episode of "Survivor," the guests had some time to rest. During this break, they could attend to their work or do other things to relax but needed to be fully prepared before the next episode.

Both the program crew and the guests needed to take this seriously, in both thought and action. Those with the wrong attitude would not be tolerated by the crew. This was about battling for the big picture!

"Is the next issue of ’Survivor’ going to be about severe convective weather?" Feng Yi had heard someone from the crew mention it recently.

"To be exact, it’s severe convective hailstorm weather! Hail! Terrifying! My car has been damaged by hail before; a big hailstone fell right on it and dented the roof!

"However, the crew will definitely prepare thoroughly for the shoot. Having filmed one episode, we have a general idea of the crew’s style, which is pretty reliable, and they respect the guests.

"The location for the next shoot hasn’t been decided yet, as it will depend on the weather. The originally planned area is expected to experience a violent clash of cold and warm air, and the crew has even mentioned something about a supercell, so it will definitely involve heavy winds, thunderstorms, and hail."

"Take it seriously and don’t be too rash," Feng Yi advised.

"I can’t be rash; it’s too intense!"

This wasn’t excitement but a profound respect for nature!

Feng Chi said, "After the hailstorm episode, there’s one with a sandstorm, and after that, one with a tornado, and so on. All these challenges I have to face. Nowadays, whenever I have time, I train my reflexes! Oh, and my logical improvisation! I’ve hired an outdoor survival coach for private lessons when I can afford the time..."

The two brothers chatted for a while about the variety show.

After ending the call, Feng Yi revisited the "rumors" Feng Chi had mentioned.

People discussed it online, but not with high intensity. After all, during the New Year period, there were too many topics, and news of unverified authenticity like this would only spark brief discussions in chat groups before being overshadowed by other news.

The screenshots Feng Chi shared were from a video blogger based in Yang City on social media.

Based on the screenshots, Feng Yi searched and reviewed the content.

The video blogger was in the countryside for the New Year, initially planning to go to the city to watch a movie with someone, but when the other person canceled last minute, the blogger decided to head into the mountains to shoot something for an episode titled "New Year’s Flavor in the Mountains."

Close to the village where the blogger was staying, there used to be many graveyards. Later, due to policy changes, graves were relocated, leaving behind only the older, more ancient ones. Villagers collected money to build a worship platform.

Today, the blogger followed their uncle up the mountain, passing by one of the graves, burning incense, and kneeling solemnly in front of their ancestors’ tomb, making a series of wishes.