Tongue of Right and Wrong

Dug had already ranked first in the Simulation Arena. Back at Xingyu Tower, he had been the first to detect the Iron Palm Gang's nighttime raid. Later, he had Backstabbed the Feng Family, seized the Iron Palm Gang, and single-handedly preserved the people's faith and sense of justice in Luyang City. No one knew how much his attributes had improved.

By now, his five senses were razor-sharp. Even with his eyes closed, he could identify his surroundings just by listening to sounds. Back on Earth, he could easily have passed for a minor Superman.

The people from sects like the Beggar Gang and Mount Tai also had distinctive traits.

Sooner or later, he would have dealings with them. Dug had always kept an eye on those hidden among the crowd. He heard their arrangements clearly, and they were exactly what he had expected.

What surprised him was that amid all the noise, he actually heard Feng Zhong muttering to himself.

Well, well! He'd Backstabbed him and hadn't run away, yet he still dared to come watch the show?

So criminals really did like returning to the scene of the crime to admire their handiwork, huh? Fine, watch all you want. If you'd stayed hidden and kept quiet, he might not have found you. But you just had to mutter to yourself. What a chatterbox. Hoping to reap the benefits without lifting a finger?

Dream on! Without giving anything away, Dug glanced toward Feng Zhong and recognized him at once beneath the bamboo hat.

But?

Looking at the commoners rushing over, chattering and crying injustice; the Feilong Guard scrambling about to arrest suspects; then Qiu Feilong and the others glaring at him like tigers eyeing prey...

Dug hesitated. The situation was too complicated.

If he let Qiu Yuanlang go now, the hard-won stability would likely collapse...

But if he did not capture Feng Zhong, who knew when he would show up again? From the sound of it, he seemed to have awakened some kind of advanced skill too.

Capture him! Dug made his decision in an instant. Opportunities like this did not come twice. Whether Feng Zhong's Keyword would be useful or not was another matter, but letting a tiger return to the mountain would bring endless trouble.

Dug looked at Wang San, who was still cutting open Liu Heigou's abdomen and digging out his heart to see whether Liu Heigou truly had him in it. "Wang San, come over and handle the case for me. I need to find a place to relieve myself."

Qiu Feilong, Liu Cheng, and the others held their breath. Their chance had come.

Wang San suspected nothing. Carrying his bloodstained blade and holding a still-beating heart in one hand, he walked over without a word to take Dug's place.

He put the blade to Qiu Yuanlang's throat, then carefully set the heart down on the table. "Little darling, stay here for now. I'll keep you company later..."

Dug smiled at Qiu Feilong and the others as he slowly withdrew his sword from Qiu Yuanlang's throat. "Don't do anything rash. Wang San's hand isn't as steady as mine, but he's ruthless. If you provoke him, the old gang leader's head, fingers, or whatever else might end up as part of his collection."

Wang San gave a wicked smile and licked the corner of his mouth in cooperation.

"Everyone, please stay calm. If you have grievances, tell that lord up there first. He looks frightening, but he has a kind heart. His thunderous methods are only meant for evildoers. He is a Guardian Vajra of our Peacekeeping Gang." Dug soothed the restless crowd in a gentle voice as he walked toward the edge of the crowd.

Qiu Feilong shot Liu Cheng a look. Liu Cheng and several hall masters silently blended into the Peacekeeping Gang's ranks.

Dug's Third Eye clearly saw their movements. He curled his lip disdainfully and edged diagonally toward Feng Zhong.

Dug did not walk straight toward him, so Feng Zhong calmly continued watching the excitement. Wang San's attention had been drawn by the crowd of people filing complaints, and he did not notice Liu Cheng and the others. But Feng Zhong saw everything clearly. From Feng Qi's actions, he had already guessed what kind of Keyword he possessed.

Logically, Maintenance was a support-type Keyword. Its advanced skills should not have been suited for combat. Yet he had captured Qiu Yuanlang alone. That was not normal.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

Dug did not alert Feng Zhong. He simply walked out of the crowd. Some of the commoners' gazes followed him, and Dug turned back with a smile. "The Heavenly Demon is taking a piss. You want to watch that too?"

"No, no."

"Lord Heavenly Demon, go ahead and piss. Piss your way to a long life. Piss until Heaven Collapse Earth Shatter..."

"Pretty young wives can watch. After seeing Lord Heavenly Demon, they'll go home and have a fat baby boy."

Perhaps it was because Dug's tone was gentle, or perhaps because he had taken a stand against the Iron Palm Gang, but the commoners had become much bolder around him. They did not treat him as a Heavenly Demon at all and jokingly bantered with him.

But jokes aside, most of them still turned around.

Feng Zhong turned around too. He had met Dug before, and at such close range, he was afraid Feng Qi would recognize him.

But the instant he turned around.

A gust of wind blew from behind him. Before he could react, someone had seized the back of his neck. Then a cold blade pressed against his throat, and Feng Qi's voice rang out. "Got you."

Feng Zhong's heart went cold. He shut his eyes in agony.

It was over!

This guy's Keyword definitely was not Maintenance. Maintenance could not possibly have such fierce offensive skills.

Crash! The crowd scattered.

Liu Cheng and the others had planned to ambush Dug while he was relieving himself. Instead, they witnessed Feng Qi ambush someone else.

The speed Feng Qi displayed in that instant made their faces change.

Their vision blurred, and Dug was already right behind that man. Even the fastest qinggong in the martial world could not be that fast!

At that moment, they finally understood why their gang leader, despite his superb Martial Arts, had been unable to evade Feng Qi's sneak attack!

At such close range and with such speed, perhaps only Martial Saint Qiao He could dodge it! Could they really ambush Feng Qi with that kind of speed? That would be more like throwing their lives away...

Dug did not kill him immediately, and a trace of hope rose in Feng Zhong's heart. He hurriedly said, "Seventh Brother, let's talk this out. Don't you need helpers? I can join too. I guarantee I'll be more obedient than Wang San. The three of us can join forces and eliminate everyone else..."

"What is your Keyword?" Dug asked.

"Stirring up trouble. My Keyword is Stirring up trouble." Feng Zhong had seen how Feng Qi dealt with Wang San at Xingyu Tower. Since he had also betrayed Feng Qi before, he lowered his voice in his desperation to survive and revealed his Keyword cleanly. Afraid Dug would not believe him, he even explained voluntarily. "The skill I awakened is Tongue of Right and Wrong. As long as the news is spread by me, it will definitely arouse the other party's interest and make them investigate it. That was why Qiu Yuanlang immediately sent people to investigate Xingyu Tower after seeing my letter. Otherwise, Qiu Yuanlang is old and crafty. How could he so easily believe in something as vague and illusory as a Heavenly Demon?"

Stirring up trouble: repeatedly poking or playing with something using one's fingers; showing off; flaunting; sowing discord.

The meanings of Stirring up trouble flashed through Dug's mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched. A yandere, a gossipmonger, and a glutton. So this Simulation Arena just refused to assign them any decent words, huh!

Compared with theirs, his Maintenance really was an outstanding Keyword.

Otherwise.

With Backstab alone, he truly could not have caused such a huge mess.

"What use can you be?" Dug asked quietly.

"I can lure monsters." At this critical moment between life and death, Feng Zhong's mind worked rapidly. "Seventh Brother, my Tongue of Right and Wrong can swiftly throw the world into chaos. Your Keyword is Maintenance. The more chaotic the world becomes, the more room you have to use your Keyword!"

"Not much use. I can throw the world into chaos by myself." Dug said, "It's safer to kill you. If you could sell me out once, you could sell me out a second time..."

"Seventh Brother, I'm useful, really useful. The chaos you create is uncontrollable, and it draws all attention onto you. My Tongue of Right and Wrong can control the pace and keep the chaos within a range we can accept." Feng Zhong said, "As for betrayal, you've wronged me. Back then, we didn't even know each other. Who wouldn't want to eliminate a few more competitors? That's only human nature, and it's also the rule of the Simulation Arena..."

Dug was just about to speak.

The place where the cases were being heard suddenly descended into chaos. The commoners who had boldly come forward to profit by airing their grievances screamed and fled in every direction.

Then Wang San's hysterical voice rang out. "Old man, I loved you so much. Why did you do this to me? Why did you betray me? Speak! Say something..."