Joyful Pokémon Grow Strong? Then I Won't Be a Trainer

Still, considering Feng Yang's status—and the fact that he was one of the more diligent Champions in the Donghua region, always enthusiastic about handling affairs—

it counted as an acquaintance's order. Whenever it was convenient, Lin Feng usually delivered it himself.

After all, he had quite a few regular customers over in Jinghua City as well.

Anyone who could afford to buy Energy Cubes there was wealthy.

It was rare to see him drinking Pujiu Wine.

Perhaps it was the effect of that cup of Pujiu Wine, but he was clearly much more relaxed as he spoke. "Unless something major happens, you never leave this little house. Even if something does happen, you rush right back here.

"I've also been looking into the Breeder Competition. It basically won't take up much of your time. But you're doing it for that Beldum, aren't you?"

Lin Feng: "..."

What an obvious question.

"You should just tell me why you came. A busy big shot like you couldn't have come all this way just to chat about everyday nonsense, right?"

"Don't tell me it's about setting me up on a date? I can't introduce anyone to you..." Lin Feng shot him a sideways glance.

"Uh... a blind date? Of course not. You're so young, yet you're already this impatient. Can't we just have a chat?" Feng Yang grumbled before immediately continuing, "It's nothing important. I just wanted to mention that the Pokémon Championship in the Galar region is starting this year. I wanted to ask whether you were going."

"The Pokémon Championship?" Lin Feng froze, then immediately realized. "The Elite Four Tournament?"

"Mm. Since you already know about it, I won't explain the details. It starts on May 1st this summer, and the official matches won't begin until June."

"Do I need to