“Even you, Lord Shoujian, don’t know what this is?”
The younger generation asked in unison.
“I truly don’t know,” Lord Shoujian said with a smile, shaking his head. Then, he forcibly pressed the scroll-like object into Chu Feng’s hands:
“Since it’s your father’s, you must keep it safe.”
“Lord Shoujian, since my father gave it to you, I cannot take it,” Chu Feng refused.
“Haha…” Hearing this, Lord Shoujian suddenly laughed, a deep, meaningful laugh.
After laughing for a while, he said to Chu Feng, “To be honest, I’m a bit ashamed. This thing has been with me for many years, after all, back then, your father was even younger than you are now.”
“But it’s useless to me. All these years, I couldn’t figure it out. So what’s the point of me keeping it?”
“But you’re different. Seeing you, it’s like seeing your father back then. In all these years, no junior has ever given me this feeling,” Lord Shoujian said.
“Senior, we don’t mind you praising Chu Feng, but could you at least consider our feelings a little?”
“Yeah, exactly!”
At this moment, Kong Ci and the others said with aggrieved expressions.
“Haha…” At this, Lord Shoujian burst into hearty laughter.
He didn’t praise Kong Ci or the others, nor did he comfort them, which proved that in his eyes, their talents indeed couldn’t compare to Chu Feng’s.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so blunt as to not even bother with pleasantries.
But towards such a Lord Shoujian, Kong Ci and the others weren’t angry. Having witnessed Chu Feng’s abilities, even they felt that compared to him, their talents were indeed lacking.
“Young friend Chu Feng, you’ve inherited your father’s excellent bloodline. I may not be able to decipher this thing, but you’re different. Perhaps you can gain some insight from it. So, rather than keeping it with me, it’s better to give it to you.”
“Besides, your father doesn’t owe my Divine Weapon Villa anything. Anyone who enters the Divine Weapon Tomb and takes something does so by their own ability. Your father took it by his own skill, so how could he owe us anything?”
Hearing these words, Chu Feng found them quite reasonable. Mainly, he was intrigued by this item left by his father, and with Lord Shoujian’s earnest insistence, it was hard to refuse. So, Chu Feng decided to accept it.
“Then I’ll respectfully accept. Thank you, Lord Shoujian,” Chu Feng said, putting the scroll away.
After this small interlude, the banquet continued. As per tradition, the banquet would last two hours, after which anyone who wished to leave could do so without being seen as disrespectful.
So, from the start to the end of the two hours, the banquet concluded.
Throughout, the people of the Ancestral Martial Starfield were extremely happy.
Of course, the younger generation from the Zhutian Starfield were sullen from start to finish. If not for the sake of saving face and avoiding being labelled as sore losers, they probably wouldn’t have even attended the banquet and would have left directly.
“Brother Chu Feng, you’ve finally come. You have to stay a few more days this time.”
“You don’t know, Divine Weapon Villa is so much fun.”
Though the banquet had ended, Kong Tianhui clung to Chu Feng, not letting him get up.
“Brother Chu Feng, your mastery of the Ancient Warrior Chess is incredible. Teach me!”
“Teach me too, teach me how you managed to control such powerful chess force!”
Long Ning, Kong Ci, and many other girls surrounded Chu Feng, their faces flushed from drinking, looking especially adorable.
Emboldened by the alcohol, they became more daring, hugging and clinging to Chu Feng just like Kong Tianhui and the other guys.
This made the men of the Ancestral Martial Starfield green with envy. These were the saintesses of their hearts, after all.
But while they were envious, they could understand.
If they had Chu Feng’s abilities, they’d likely receive the same treatment. Alas, they didn’t.
“Young Master Chu Feng.”
Suddenly, a voice, both beautiful and icy, rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.
Looking up, everyone was stunned, especially the younger generation from the Zhutian Starfield, who were dumbfounded.
The speaker was none other than Yin Zhuanghong.
At this moment, Yin Zhuanghong, in a red dress, was as beautiful as ever, standing before Chu Feng.
Yin Zhuanghong was too stunning. Even though Kong Ci, Long Ning, and Xian Yun were rare beauties, compared to Yin Zhuanghong, they paled in both aura and appearance.
Especially at such close proximity, the contrast was stark.
However, at this moment, people were more concerned not with her beauty but with the fact that Yin Zhuanghong, hailed as the number one beauty of the Zhutian Starfield, was even more reserved than Nangong Yifan, truly as cold as ice.
Why would someone like her suddenly approach Chu Feng?
“Miss Yin, is something the matter?” Chu Feng asked.
“I have something to discuss. May we speak privately?” Yin Zhuanghong asked.
“Alright,” Chu Feng replied, immediately standing up.
Yin Zhuanghong didn’t head outside the hall but instead walked deeper into it, where there were side halls and lounges suitable for discussions.
After Yin Zhuanghong started moving, Chu Feng followed closely behind.
As for the others, though extremely curious about what Yin Zhuanghong wanted to discuss with Chu Feng, they tactfully chose to stay back and not disturb them.
Originally, the younger generation from the Zhutian Starfield had started to get up to leave as soon as the banquet allowed.
Especially Nangong Yifan, who was the most eager to leave this place.
But when Yin Zhuanghong invited Chu Feng for a private talk, Nangong Yifan’s eyes widened, his gaze fixed on the direction the two left in.
He wanted to know what Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong were discussing.
With his sharp gaze, capable of seeing through walls, he could naturally track Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong’s movements.
He saw them winding their way until they entered a lounge.
Swish—
But suddenly, Chu Feng raised his arm, and a surge of barrier power enveloped the two.
It was a concealment barrier. Once it appeared, even Nangong Yifan’s observation technique became useless.
Now, no one could see what Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong were doing.
“Damn it.”
Crack—
In his rage, Nangong Yifan slammed his palm down, shattering the table in front of him.
“Nangong Yifan, what are you doing? You didn’t even drink, so why are you acting crazy?” Kong Ci snapped angrily.
“Nangong Yifan, you’ll have to pay for that,” Kong Tianhui teased, shamelessly demanding compensation.
“Don’t worry, I can afford it,” Nangong Yifan roared, then turned to leave the hall. But after a few steps, he came back, sat down, and once again fixed his gaze on the direction Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong had gone.
At this moment, everyone could see that Nangong Yifan’s face was pale with anger. He was truly furious.
Yet, despite his anger, he forced himself to stay and return.
Everyone understood why, naturally because of Yin Zhuanghong.
Seeing Nangong Yifan like this, Kong Tianhui and the others couldn’t help but laugh.
Though Nangong Yifan’s character wasn’t great, he seemed quite devoted to Yin Zhuanghong.
Everyone knew he was furious, but Kong Tianhui and the others loved seeing him in such a state.
Meanwhile, inside the lounge, after Chu Feng set up the barrier, he turned his gaze to Yin Zhuanghong.
He was about to ask what she wanted, but before he could speak, Yin Zhuanghong spoke first.
