"What do you two want?"
Su Haoran frowned. Surely these two weren't about to cause trouble as well?
"Lord Su, my brother and I know our strength is lacking, so we won't be taking part in this youth tournament. We'll just watch from the sidelines—" Yang Feng said with his head lowered, trembling.
He knew of Uncle Yang He's plan. They had originally thought they could use it to force them to hand over all their gains from the Southern Heaven Earth Cave, perhaps even demand that Lu Hao surrender his inheritance. They had all believed that Lu Hao had obtained an inheritance; otherwise, the timing was too coincidental, and his rate of improvement was far too abnormal. He had also taken the path of slaughter and had connections with Wang Jinyang. Even if Minister Zhang discovered it, they would have already crippled Lu Hao. To placate them, Minister Zhang would not move against them. But they had never expected Lu Hao to directly block an attack from a spiritual power avatar—and even obtain proof of Uncle Yang He's voice transmission.
Now, the Yang Family's only remaining high-ranked martial artist was Cousin Yang Qing. Yang Feng knew that under these circumstances, they could not defeat the Martial University students. Others might not know it, but Fang Ping from Magic Martial University definitely wanted to kill them. If they ran into him during the competition, they certainly would not escape this calamity.
It was better not to participate from the start and give up this opportunity. After all, only by staying alive could they have anything.
"Yang Feng, are you sure? Yang He's matter will not implicate you two. If you participate normally, you can still obtain two slots—"
As Su Haoran spoke, he glanced at Lu Hao. Seeing no reaction