Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 778 - 497: It Shouldn’t Be an Act_1

After the call ended, Feng Yi sent a message: "Giving you five minutes to cool down."

Five minutes later, the voice call came through on time.

Feng Chi reorganized his language this time and didn’t bring up dropping Dragon Dance again.

"You understand?" asked Feng Yi.

"I, understand, just now the show’s Deputy Director Li called me over..."

Feng Chi relayed what Deputy Director Li had told him to Feng Yi.

"I’m not interested in those things," said Feng Yi. "Besides, the Ancestral Factory’s matters are handled by President Yue and the team; I usually don’t get involved. This time, sigh, I hadn’t planned to reveal it."

"Understood!" Feng Chi got it.

My brother only deals with major issues, why bother him with such trifles!

Feng Chi didn’t want to trouble Feng Yi with the show’s affairs, but he was concerned about something else and asked excitedly:

"Bro, is that thing also coming?"

The urgency and pressure shown by Deputy Director Li indicated that the situation had changed, that "that thing" was really about to be revealed to the public!

"Hmm," Feng Yi said. "It won’t be released outright at first; there should be a buffer."

Feng Chi understood: "So there will soon be ’rumors’, ’it is said’, ’insider news’ and so on."

He was excited.

"Does that mean, I’ll be able to see it very soon?"

"Yes," Feng Yi confirmed.

People’s perceptions were about to be refreshed, life was about to enter another dimension, and the program "Survivor" was designed as a psychological guide for this very purpose.

"Public opinion monitoring will also be stricter moving forward, be cautious with your words and actions."

Mumbling to himself, Feng Chi’s attention turned back to Feng Yi, scratching his head:

"It’s hard to believe, I used to think that I would be so nervous facing those bigshots that I couldn’t even speak, but now, realizing that you are on that level, just... sigh!"

Feng Yi smiled.

Truth be told, I also get nervous facing those big shots—out of fear that I might say too much and give myself away!

Feng Chi: "Does this also mean that you won’t be able to casually enjoy your time outside anymore, brother?"

Feng Yi: "Yes."

Feng Chi: "You must pay attention to personal safety! Take more bodyguards when you go out!"

With the change in status, the potential dangers he faced were no longer on the same level.

Alas, my brother likes to wander outside alone, such as soloing in tropical rainforests, it’s worrisome!

The phone call didn’t last long as Feng Chi knew that Feng Yi would be busy due to the revelation of his identity, so after reminding Feng Yi to take bodyguards when going out, he ended the call.

Before he could calm his excessively excited emotions, Feng Chi’s phone rang again.

He picked it up to see it was a call from his mother, with his father right beside her.

His parents called about Feng Yi’s situation too, their tone was a bit excited, and they still didn’t quite believe it.

"You already know?" Feng Chi wondered.

"Someone told us, we’re still confused!" came the reply from the other side.

They had very limited information about the Butterfly Project, let alone Feng Yi’s situation.

They thought today would be another ordinary day, striving for their business, until they suddenly received a few calls from people... well, they knew them but typically wouldn’t dare to contact actively – several bigshots, and the tone of those calls was quite amicable.

But with such sudden news, they felt a bit panicked and uneasy.

Afterward, the callers directly or indirectly inquired about Feng Yi, and only then did they start to realize something was off.

It wasn’t until after several phone calls that they learned about Feng Yi’s "new identity" from one of the callers.

"No wonder we were able to smoothly purchase raw materials from the Ancestral Factory," his mother murmured softly.

"Didn’t you call my brother to ask?" Feng Chi questioned.

"How could we dare to!! It would be too abrupt!"

Their relationship was average, without much interaction; calling out of the blue about these issues would seem meddlesome, wouldn’t it?

At the same time, they marveled that their son was really good at clinging to powerful coattails, though he only clung to one, but it was the most powerful within the Feng Family!

After the call ended, Feng Chi looked through several family group chats to see if there was any news from the old residence.

If his parents knew, Old Man Feng should know as well.

Old Man Feng, for various reasons, hadn’t been able to witness the Butterfly Project’s actual combat drills and had been quite frustrated about it.

I wonder if Old Man Feng is well?

In Yang City, the Feng Family’s old residence.

Bang!

An elegantly crafted vase was violently smashed to the ground.

Shattered into pieces, highlighting the force of the throw.

The person who acted wasn’t pacified, and expensive tea sets were flipped and flung.

Crash—

Old Man Feng was shouting and raging in the house, furiously smashing everything.

Throughout this, phone calls continued to come in probing for information.

Those on good terms used diplomatic words, showing consideration for Old Man Feng’s mood.

Those less friendly were sarcastic:

"Old Feng, how did you manage to kick so well? Your kick sent the most promising one right out of the house; it was incredibly accurate! Your skill is beyond us mere mortals! With such talents, you shouldn’t have been doing business in your youth, you should have been playing football!"

Old Man Feng: "..."

He furiously smashed his phone!

His rage was uncontrollable!

Hearing those few words, those few names, he felt the sheer mockery and humiliation hit him like a wave!

Of course, what made him most furious was Feng Yi.

Scoundrel! Curse!

Born to be his nemesis!

In his youth, he was overshadowed by his sister, and now in his old age, this eyesore had emerged!

Old Man Feng smashed another ornament, his eyes blood-red, gasping for air, his facial muscles twitching uncontrollably. freёwebnoѵel.com