What Cat Doesn't Sneak a Taste?

Just as Emperor Show downed all three cups of wine and was waiting for the crowd around him to cheer, someone shoved him aside like an obstacle in the road.

A crowd of influential figures stepped forward and bowed deeply to Qin Feng.

"Eldest Young Master of the Qin Family, do you still remember the Gui Valley School? We're deeply grateful for your intervention in the Kunlun Secret Realm!"

"Our Yin-Yang School also received your great kindness in the Kunlun Secret Realm. We've never forgotten it!"

"Three years ago, when we heard the tragic news about you, Tianlong Temple was overcome with grief. All we could do was chant sutras and pray for you every day."

"We never imagined we'd get to see the Eldest Young Master in all his glory again, three years later!"

"..."

They were all from the factions that had been caught in danger in the Kunlun Secret Realm back then—in other words, just some of the people who owed Qin Feng a favor.

But whether any of them were sincere was a matter of perspective.

After all, the Qin Family's ploy of taking a calculated wound for the greater good had long since been exposed. If they truly remembered the immense kindness they'd received back then, they couldn't have stood by while the Qin Family was besieged. ??

They had probably even prepared their excuse...

They owed Qin Feng a favor. What did that have to do with the Qin Family?!

That way, they could play the whore and wriggle out of their debt, all while erecting a chastity arch for themselves!

"Of course I remember. I remember all of you!"

Qin Feng wore a disingenuous smile and showed no sign of holding it against them.

He knew that the great factions traded in benefits,