At that moment, Chu Feng's heart clenched instinctively.
To be honest, Chu Feng was scared.
After all, this was Yuwen Yanhong — a Martial Immortal powerhouse, a being whose mere spit could drown him alive, let alone the fact that he hated Chu Feng so deeply and wanted him dead so desperately.
However, Chu Feng's panic lasted only an instant before it quickly subsided.
He realized that even a being of Yuwen Yanhong's caliber seemed completely unaware of his presence.
"Chu Feng, this Invisibility Talisman of yours is incredible. You've even fooled Yuwen Yanhong!"
"Not only can he not sense your aura, he can't even hear your footsteps. That Invisibility Talisman has hidden you far too thoroughly," the Queen said excitedly.
Truthfully, when Chu Feng first spotted Yuwen Yanhong, the Queen had been just as alarmed, thinking it was all over.
But once Yuwen Yanhong failed to react in the slightest, she had been overcome with elation. She truly felt this Invisibility Talisman was miraculous — had it not possessed such wondrous power, Chu Feng would likely have met his end here today.
"It looks like I did get past him," Chu Feng finally let out a sigh of relief.
Furthermore, his conversations with the Queen took place through a mental link — no one else could hear a word of it, so Chu Feng wasn't the least bit worried that talking to her would expose his position to Yuwen Yanhong.
"Chu Feng, how long can this Invisibility Talisman of yours last?" the Queen asked.
Although the talisman had managed to fool Yuwen Yanhong, if its duration was too short, it would eventually expose Chu Feng. The Queen was concerned that it might not hold for long.
"I couldn't tell before activating it, but now that I've used it, I can feel its time limit."
"It exceeds my expectations — it should last for roughly six hours," Chu Feng said.
"Six hours? That long? Then it looks like you'll be able to leave here safely," the Queen said.
After all, from the time Chu Feng had infiltrated the Yuwen residence and found Yuwen Tingyi's quarters, only two hours had passed. That left four hours — more than enough for Chu Feng to withdraw unscathed.
Thinking back, the Concealment Formation that Chu Feng had painstakingly set up to evade Immortals had lasted far shorter than that.
Yet this vastly more powerful Invisibility Talisman could maintain itself for a full six hours — which spoke volumes about its formidable nature.
Once Chu Feng confirmed that Yuwen Yanhong could not detect him and that the Invisibility Talisman's power still had four hours left, he simply stood off to one side of the room and listened in on the conversation between father and son.
"Tingyi, if your cultivation is gone, you can rebuild it. How old are you this year? And how long is the lifespan of a martial cultivator?"
"With your talent, as long as you keep training, it's only a matter of time before you become a martial arts powerhouse once again. And the Yuwen family will still be passed on to you," Yuwen Yanhong said, consoling Yuwen Tingyi.
At that moment, Yuwen Tingyi — a grown man — had tears streaking down his face, his expression full of grievance.
When Chu Feng had first entered the room, Yuwen Tingyi had already been crying to his father, begging him to kill Chu Feng and avenge him.
"Father, I'll work hard. With my past experience in cultivation, even if I have to start over, my progress will surely be much faster."
"But I simply cannot swallow this anger. You have to catch Chu Feng — I don't need to kill him with my own hands anymore, as long as he dies," Yuwen Tingyi said.
"Tingyi, rest assured. This Chu Feng — whether he has powerful backers or someone shielding him — I will not let him off."
"Sooner or later, I will kill him and avenge you," Yuwen Yanhong swore with absolute conviction.
"Not just Chu Feng — anyone connected to him, I want them all dead," Yuwen Tingyi said through gritted teeth. Despite the tear stains still on his face, making him look pitiful, his twisted expression at that moment revealed the viciousness lurking in his heart in its entirety.
"Very well. I'll do as you say, son."
And for this nearly cruel demand from Yuwen Tingyi, the lord of Yuwen City — Yuwen Yanhong — agreed without hesitation.
It was clear from this that father and son were two of the same ilk.
"Father, I won't be attending tomorrow's grand ceremony," Yuwen Tingyi suddenly said, lowering his head. His voice was weak as he spoke.
Yuwen Yanhong fell silent for a moment before hastily responding.
"Fine. You and Hualong just focus on recovering your bodies. Neither of you needs to attend tomorrow's ceremony."
For this request as well, Yuwen Yanhong ultimately agreed. He understood that Yuwen Tingyi and Yuwen Hualong were both brimming with pride deep in their bones.
Although tomorrow's ceremony was meant to boost morale and proclaim to all that Yuwen City — regardless of who the enemy was — feared no one, for Yuwen Tingyi and Yuwen Hualong, it remained a humiliating affair.
After all, their cultivation had been crippled by Chu Feng. So their unwillingness to attend was something Yuwen Yanhong could understand.
After the two talked a while longer, Yuwen Yanhong took his leave.
Once Yuwen Yanhong departed, Chu Feng did not act immediately. Instead, he followed him out and, after confirming that Yuwen Yanhong had truly left and was unlikely to return, Chu Feng made his way back to Yuwen Tingyi's room.