When there's no danger, the love rival is the most dangerous

Yun Ming considered himself a formidable figure of his generation, one who could harbor thunder in his chest while maintaining a face as calm as a lake, never letting his emotions show.

But these two Luo Sanpao...

No, he couldn't laugh yet.

"Yun Ming, what is going on with me? How did your investigation in Eastsea City go last time?"

Long Yeyue grabbed Yun Ming by the collar in a breakdown, demanding an answer.

Who could tell her why this was happening?

Had she been forsaken by the world?

Why would her perfectly fine Twin Martial Souls turn into Luo Sanpao!

"Sister Yue, didn't I tell you last time? There was nothing in Eastsea City."

Yun Ming waved his hand dismissively.

Why all the fuss?

He thought this trade-in event, exchanging one for two, was actually quite good; it was a steal.

One Long Yeyue, exchanged for Wang Xie's pair of Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Dark—that was incredibly profitable.

"Impossible!"

"My Twin Martial Souls only disappeared because of that incident in Eastsea City!"

"Yun Ming, how could you possibly have found nothing?"

"Are you just brushing off this old bag of bones?"

Long Yeyue recalled the events carefully, becoming increasingly certain that the terrifying pressure she felt when she prepared to capture Ji Fengyu and Gu Yue was responsible.

It was that very time.

Not only had it scared her into turning tail and running, but her two martial souls had run off as well; they must have been scared away, just like her.

Rainbow Dragon Ji Fengyu!

It was that brat on the Youth Genius Ranking!

It must have been that kid's doing!

"I'm not brushing you off, Sister Yue. Don't overthink it. The disappearance of a martial soul is rare in this world; I truly have no leads."

"Besides, Sister Yue, you are already advanced in years. Power is but a passing cloud; isn't it better to just settle down and enjoy your retirement in the Sea God Pavilion?"

Yun Ming was truly puzzled.

Long Yeyue spent her days doing nothing but sleeping; she was already living in retirement, and Luo Sanpao could at least serve as a companion.

What was the use of keeping the Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Dark?

To set off fireworks?

How could someone over two hundred years old still be so...

"Retirement requires peace of mind! I don't care, it must be Ji Fengyu who tampered with them!"

"Yun Ming, I can't touch him, so you go and drag him here, then use torture to force the truth out of him."

"Make that brat return my martial souls!"

Long Yeyue said stubbornly.

If not for her waning strength, she would likely be violently pressuring Yun Ming right now.

Regardless, she had set her sights on Ji Fengyu.

As long as they used torture to force the truth out of him, her martial souls would surely return.

Of course, she certainly wouldn't be the one doing the torturing—she was afraid.

Yun Ming would have to do it for her!

"Sister Yue, you really should calm down."

Yun Ming completely lost his patience, flicked his sleeves, and walked away.

What kind of nonsense was this?

Asking him to go and capture Ji Fengyu for interrogation—this Long Yeyue was truly lawless.

A level 99 Limit Douluo certainly had the capital to be lawless.

But a level 29 Luo Sanpao, what right did she have to be arrogant?

"You!!!"

Long Yeyue was frantic. With even Yun Ming refusing to help her, she suddenly felt as though she had been reduced to an abandoned pawn.

But with things having reached this point, She had no other choice but to vent her resentment toward her own martial souls:

"Damn Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Dark!"

"Two deserters!"

"Running away the moment you encounter a little trouble, without a shred of responsibility! Where did they run off to?!"

Naturally, Long Yeyue held a grudge against Ji Fengyu as well.

Last time she had made things difficult for him, she had been suppressed.

That fear stemming from her soul and bloodline led Long Yeyue to suspect that dragon-type martial souls could not harm Ji Fengyu.

Since that was the case, she would send an assassin with an inanimate martial soul to hunt him down!

"Brother Ji, your appetite is huge now."

Tang Wulin was pleasantly surprised.

Ji Fengyu's appetite was now practically on par with his own; they were of the same kind!

They could eat together!

As for little Gu Yue, with that small appetite of hers, she shouldn't be sitting at their table!

"Maybe I'm just going through a growth spurt?"

Ji Fengyu ate several more Grade A Meals, yet still felt no sense of fullness; his stomach felt like a bottomless pit that could never be filled.

The plates in front of them were already piled up like mountains.

"Good heavens!"

"Since when did Brother Ji become such a big eater?"

"And Na'er and Lan Xuanyu too—they're clearly just little girls, so how is their appetite on par with Wulin's?"

Xie Xie and Wang Jinxi sat behind them, watching in amazement.

"Go on, go on, go sit at the table with Xie Xie and the others."

Tang Wulin grabbed a few more plates, sat down next to Ji Fengyu, and nudged Gu Yue aside.

If she was already full, why not move?

Was she just going to sit there and watch them eat?

"Tang Wulin, you've gone too far!"

Gu Yue glared, staring at Tang Wulin with murderous intent; she almost couldn't resist smashing her chair.

"You're already full, so why are you still sitting here?"

"You're ruining our appetite."

"Don't try to force yourself into a circle you don't belong in, alright? If your appetite is small, don't sit at our table; you're just getting in the way."

Tang Wulin said dismissively.

Na'er was his younger sister, and Lan Xuanyu had the Ascending Dragon Pillar which could strengthen dragon bloodlines, so he didn't feel much resentment toward them.

But Gu Yue was the one exception; he found her incredibly annoying.

When there was danger, the Dragon Clan Squad could rally around Ji Fengyu as the most reliable of comrades.

When there was no danger, the biggest danger was the love rival sitting right beside him!

Because of this, Tang Wulin had developed a habit of either fighting or picking on Gu Yue.

"You! You! You!"

Gu Yue pointed at Tang Wulin, her head practically steaming with rage, but she couldn't find a single word to retort with.

Her appetite wasn't up to par, and she truly felt out of place at this table.

It was strange; Ji Fengyu's appetite hadn't been this big before, so how did he end up eating at the same table as Tang Wulin?

"You what, you?"

"Go sit over there and eat your side dishes!"

Tang Wulin patted his belly, bullying her with his appetite.

"Come on, Sister Yue, come eat some children's meals with us."

Xie Xie and Tang Wulin chimed in, laughing as they invited Gu Yue over.

Compared to the appetite of Brother Ji's group, what he and Wang Jinxi were eating really were children's meals.

"Damn it!!!"

Gu Yue now regretted sharing her appetite with Na'er, which had left her feeling inferior due to her small intake, unable to get a word in.

"Hee hee!"

Especially since Na'er was flashing her a gloating smile, clearly enjoying the show.

This is going too far!

"Sigh..."

Ji Fengyu, who was buried in his meal, sighed helplessly; this household would fall apart without him.

Tang Wulin and Gu Yue were at odds, Gu Yue was at odds with Tang Wulin, Na'er, and Xie Xie, Only the seemingly petite Lan Xuanyu was actually the most magnanimous, sparing him any worry.

"Stop bickering, everyone, and eat."

"Wulin, there's plenty of space here; why do you care where others choose to sit?"

Ji Fengyu reprimanded Tang Wulin.

Guarding one's food was not a good habit!

Although the lot of them had massive appetites, their table manners were still quite elegant.

"Oh."

Scolded by the head of the household, Ji Fengyu, Tang Wulin immediately wilted, and even the food in his mouth lost its flavor.

"Hmph!"

Gu Yue let out a cold snort, grabbed a drink and some fruit, and sat right next to Ji Fengyu;

Even though she was already full, she could still serve Ji Fengyu his meal.

That's right, she should practice her cooking skills in the future.

To capture a man's heart, one must start by capturing his stomach!

"Are you a pig?"

"Tang Wulin, why are your table manners so unsightly?"

Gu Yue was busy admiring Ji Fengyu, Even his way of eating was so elegant and imposing—simply perfect—it was just that Tang Wulin next to him was such an eyesore...

"Hmph, Brother Ji eats the same way! If you call me a pig, aren't you insulting Brother Ji as well?!"

Tang Wulin slammed the table in defiance.

"How can you compare yourself to Fengyu?!"

Gu Yue stretched her neck out with cold arrogance, too lazy to even look at Tang Wulin:

"You are a pig!"

"What Fengyu is doing is called being heroic and dashing!"