Tongue of Right and Wrong

Du Ge had been ranked first in the Simulation Field from the very beginning. At Xingyu Tower, he had been the first to notice the Iron Palm Sect's nighttime attack. Later, he had backstabbed the Feng Family and seized the Iron Palm Sect, single-handedly preserving the people's morale and sense of justice in Luyang City. Who knew how much his attributes had increased?

His senses were now razor-sharp. Even with his eyes closed, he could tell what was happening around him just by listening. Put him on Earth, and he could easily pass for a little superhero.

The Beggar's Sect, Taishan, and the other schools all had distinctive traits.

He was bound to deal with them sooner or later, so Du Ge had kept a close eye on them as they mingled with the crowd. He had heard every detail of their arrangements, and they were just what he had expected.

What surprised him was that, amid all the clamor, he could actually hear Feng Zhong muttering to himself.

Well, well!

He'd backstabbed Du Ge and hadn't run—he'd even come to watch the show?

Was he one of those criminals who liked returning to the scene of the crime to admire their handiwork?

Watching was one thing. If he'd kept quiet, Du Ge might not have noticed him. But he was muttering to himself, too. What a chatterbox!

Hoping to sit back and reap the rewards?

Dream on!

Du Ge discreetly glanced toward Feng Zhong and recognized him at once beneath his bamboo hat.

But...

The aggrieved commoners were rushing over, chattering and crying out for justice. The Flying Dragon Guard were scrambling to arrest the suspects involved in the case. And Qiu Feilong and the others were keeping a wary eye on Du Ge...

Du Ge hesitated. The situation was too complicated.

If he let go of Qiu Yuanlang, the hard-won order would probably collapse...

But if he didn't capture Feng Zhong, who knew when the man might show up again?

From the sound of it, Feng Zhong seemed to have awakened some kind of Advanced Skill, too.

Capture him!

After only a moment, Du Ge made up his mind. This chance wouldn't come again. Whether or not Feng Zhong's Keyword would prove useful, letting a tiger return to the mountains would only invite trouble.

Du Ge looked at Wang San, who was still cutting open Liu Hei Gou and carving out his heart, searching to see whether it held Du Ge's name. "Wang San, come take over this case for me. I need to find somewhere to relieve myself."

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

Wang San didn't suspect a thing. Holding a bloodied knife in one hand and a still-beating heart in the other, he silently came over to take Du Ge's place.

He pressed the knife to Qiu Yuanlang's neck, then carefully set the heart down on the table. "Little sweetheart, wait here for a bit. I'll play with you again in a moment..."

Du Ge smiled at Qiu Feilong and the others as he slowly lifted his sword from Qiu Yuanlang's neck. "Don't do anything rash. Wang San isn't as precise as I am, but he's vicious. If you provoke him, the old gang leader's head or fingers might end up in his collection."

Wang San gave an evil grin and obligingly licked his lips.

"Everyone, please calm down. If you have a grievance, tell the official up there first. He looks frightening, but he has a kind heart. His thunderous methods are only for dealing with evildoers. He's the Peacekeeping Gang's Dharma Protector." In a gentle voice, Du Ge soothed the agitated crowd as he made his way toward its edge.

Qiu Feilong gave Liu Cheng a meaningful glance. Liu Cheng and several hall masters silently slipped into the Peacekeeping Gang's ranks.

The eyes in the back of Du Ge's head clearly saw them move. He curled his lip in disdain and angled toward Feng Zhong.

Du Ge didn't head straight for him. Feng Zhong calmly continued watching the commotion. Wang San's attention was caught by a group of people reporting grievances, so he hadn't noticed Liu Cheng and the others' movements. But Du Ge had seen everything. From Feng Qi's behavior, he had been trying to figure out what kind of Keyword the man had.

By rights, Maintenance was a support-type Keyword, so its Advanced Skill shouldn't have been suited to combat. Yet Feng Qi had managed to capture Qiu Yuanlang all by himself. That made no sense.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you'll never lose a battle.

Without alerting Feng Zhong, Du Ge walked straight out of the crowd. Some of the onlookers followed him with their eyes. Du Ge glanced back and grinned. "Do you want to watch the Heavenly Demon take a piss, too?"

"No, no, we don't."

"By all means, go ahead, Lord Heavenly Demon. May your piss bring you a hundred years of life and shake the heavens and earth..."

"We can watch a pretty young bride, though. If she sees Lord Heavenly Demon, she'll go home and give birth to a big, chubby boy."

Maybe it was because Du Ge spoke gently, or maybe it was because he had taken a stand against the Iron Palm Sect. The commoners were much bolder around him. They didn't treat him like a Heavenly Demon at all, joking around with him as they pleased.

But jokes aside, most of them turned around again.

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

But the instant he turned around...

A gust of wind swept up from behind him. Before he could react, a hand had already clamped around the back of his neck. A moment later, a cold blade pressed against his throat, and Feng Qi's voice rang out. "Got you."

Feng Zhong's heart sank. He shut his eyes in despair.

It was over!

This guy's Keyword definitely wasn't Maintenance. Maintenance couldn't possibly give him such a devastating offensive skill.

Whoosh!

The crowd scattered.

Liu Cheng and the others had planned to ambush Du Ge while he was relieving himself, but instead they had just witnessed Feng Qi ambushing someone else.

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

Their vision had blurred, and Du Ge was already behind the man. Even the fastest Lightness Skill in the martial world couldn't be that quick!

At that moment, they finally understood why their gang leader, despite his excellent martial arts, hadn't been able to evade Feng Qi's sudden attack!

At such close range and with that kind of speed, perhaps only Qiao He, the Martial Saint, could dodge it!

With speed like that, could they really ambush Feng Qi?

They'd be lucky if they didn't get themselves killed...

Du Ge hadn't killed him on the spot, so a glimmer of hope rose in Feng Zhong's heart. He spoke quickly. "Seventh Brother, let's talk this out. Didn't you need help? I can join you, too. I promise I'll be even more obedient than Wang San. The three of us can work together and eliminate everyone else..."

"What's your Keyword?" Du Ge asked.

"Stirring things up. My Keyword is Stirring Things Up." Feng Zhong had seen how Feng Qi had dealt with Wang San at Xingyu Tower. And since he had betrayed Feng Qi before, he lowered his voice and promptly revealed his Keyword, desperate to stay alive. Afraid Du Ge wouldn't believe him, he even explained on his own. "I awakened the skill Tongue of Right and Wrong. Any message I spread is guaranteed to catch the other person's interest and make them investigate it. That's why Qiu Yuanlang sent people to check out Xingyu Tower as soon as he saw my letter. Otherwise, how could a sly old fox like Qiu Yuanlang so easily believe in something as vague and unreal as a Heavenly Demon?"

Stirring things up: to repeatedly move or fiddle with something using one's fingers; to show off; to boast; to sow discord.

The definition of Stirring Things Up flashed through Du Ge's mind. The corner of his mouth twitched. One was a Yandere, one was a bigmouth, and one was a glutton. So the Simulation Field just didn't hand out any good Keywords, huh?

Compared to theirs, Maintenance really was an excellent Keyword.

Otherwise, with just Backstab, he really wouldn't have managed to stir up such a commotion.

"What can you do for me?" Du Ge asked quietly.

"I can draw in enemies." With his life on the line, Feng Zhong's mind worked quickly. "Seventh Brother, my Tongue of Right and Wrong can quickly plunge the world into chaos. Your Keyword is Maintenance. The more chaotic the world gets, the easier it'll be for you to make the most of it!"

"That doesn't help me. I can plunge the world into chaos on my own," Du Ge said. "It's safer to kill you. If you can sell me out once, you can do it again..."

"Seventh Brother, I can help, I can! The chaos you create is unpredictable, and it draws all the attention to you. My Tongue of Right and Wrong can control the pace and keep the chaos within limits we can handle." Feng Zhong said, "And you're blaming me for betraying you unfairly. Back then, we didn't even know each other. Who wouldn't want to eliminate a few more competitors? It's only human nature—and it's the rule of the Simulation Field..."

Du Ge was about to speak.

A commotion suddenly erupted where the case was being investigated. The commoners who had mustered the courage to make money by filing complaints screamed and fled in every direction.

Then Wang San's hysterical voice rang out. "You old bastard, I love you so much! Why would you do this to me? Why would you betray me? Answer me! Say something..."