Will You Talk? Will You Talk?!

Feng XingTong, who had been punished with enforced silence, shook his head repeatedly at those words, his face full of alarm.

His expression said he was terrified that if he reacted a moment too late, he would have to fight the other party.

Zhang Zhiwei explained with a smile, "Liu'er said yesterday that he wasn't interested in taking the championship. As long as you want to keep competing, I'll take it upon myself to declare this honorary grandson of mine the loser. He won't complain."

Liu'er?!

Honorary grandson?!

Before Feng Zhenghao could recover from his shock, this bombshell stunned him again.

When had the other man become Zhang Zhiwei's honorary grandson?

How were his identities piling up faster than he could drink water!

And he even had the Old Celestial Master addressing him so affectionately.

Feng XingTong took out his phone, typed quickly, and turned the screen toward them.

'Brother Liu must be at a critical juncture right now. I'm not going to play the petty villain and take advantage of a gentleman in trouble.'

'So I concede!'

"Young Feng, are you sure?" Zhang Zhiwei asked him again.

Feng XingTong nodded earnestly, without the slightest hesitation or uncertainty on his face.

Even setting aside how unfair such a victory would be, Feng XingTong wasn't confident he could beat the other man even if he woke up right now.

Even the old immortal who could silence him so easily hadn't beaten him, much less Feng XingTong himself.

Feng Zhenghao patted his son's shoulder, approval in his eyes, then turned to the Old Celestial Master.

"We concede. We only came to give our XingTong and Shayan some exposure anyway. As for winning the championship, that certainly has nothing to do with us."

He understood the workings behind all this far too well. From the looks of it now, this so-called Luotian Grand Ceremony hadn't been prepared for Outsiders like them at all.

From beginning to end, it was either that Zhang Chulan, this Liu Guanyi, or Zhang Lingyu.

The eventual winner could only be one of those three.

As for anyone else, taking first place was basically a pipe dream.

There was no need to embarrass Mount Longhu's Old Celestial Master over something like fame.

The One Pinnacle and the Two Heroes

weren't titles people had simply talked into existence.

Feng Shayan quietly gazed at the figure a short distance away. She had thought there might be a manageable distance between them, but for some reason, looking at him again today, he seemed a little far away.

What a strange man. The harder he is to have, the more he makes you want him.

The atmosphere at today's matches was very harmonious. They ended quietly, with almost no commotion.

Zhang Chulan hadn't seen Wang Zhuo for an entire day now, and his messages to him had gone unanswered.

He muttered as he walked, "What the hell is going on with that bastard Liu Guanyi today? He should've shown up ages ago."

Feng Baobao tidied her bird's nest of hair. "Who knows? There's nobody to put my hair up anymore."

Lu Linglong came over with a large group. "Zhang Chulan, have you seen Brother Liu?"

"Brother Liu?" Zhang Chulan couldn't help rolling his eyes. "If you ask me, he's probably dead. Let's start the funeral feast early and eat early."

"That guy never acts serious all day long. He's probably already game over."

"You big meanie! Brother Liu is such a good person, and you're cursing him." Lu Linglong pouted as she argued back.

A red ball appeared on Zhang Chulan's nose. So I was the clown all along???

Xu Si patted his shoulder and teased him with a smile. "She likes Brother Liu so much, and you're still asking for it by provoking her. Who else would she tell off?"

"As for Liu Guanyi, little lady, we haven't seen him all day. We really don't know where he went."

"Maybe something came up."

Zhi Jinhua, who was beside Lu Linglong, thought for a moment. "The Azure Dragon arena didn't open today. The match ended outright with Feng XingTong conceding. It's possible the two of them fought in private."

Zhang Chulan couldn't help muttering, "Then he's dead!"

Hidden Dragon hurriedly clapped. "Excellent! I knew Heaven had eyes. That guy must've been punished by Heaven."

Wang Ergou came over just then. "All right, all right. Rather than standing here talking endlessly, why not ask Feng XingTong?"

At that, the group decisively headed toward the Feng Family's resting area. They ran into Feng XingTong on the way and immediately stopped him.

Lu Linglong spoke first. "Tell us, did you see Brother Liu today? Did something happen?"

Seeing a group suddenly surround him, Feng XingTong was so startled he nearly fell on his backside. He wanted to speak but couldn't, so he could only nod and shake his head.

Jia Zhengliang pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, grabbing his collar with a fierce expression. "What's with the attitude? What's that supposed to mean?"

"You won't even say a word? Are you disrespecting us?"

"Speak!"

Feng XingTong looked utterly speechless: ...

Can I even speak?!

Picking on a mute because he can't talk, huh?!

Jia Zhengliang clenched his fist. "Oh-ho, so cocky! You even dare glare at me! Guys, beat him up!"

Several men surrounded him, punching and kicking as clouds of dust rose.

"Will you talk?! Will you talk?!"

"Still won't talk?! Then we haven't hit you enough!"

"That's what you get for not talking! That's what you get!"

"Well? Will you? Will you?!"

In the chaos, someone stepped on Feng XingTong's middle finger. It hurt so much that he raised it and waved it wildly at the crowd.

Jia Zhengliang's eyes bulged. "Fuck your granny! You still fucking dare mock me?!"

?????????

Feng XingTong's eyes widened.

You fucking animals!

The war stomp that followed nearly sent him off to meet his great-grandmother.

The men beating him were panting, clearly exhausted.

Jia Zhengliang wiped the sweat from his face, his earlier anger turning to admiration. "Holy shit, this kid's a real man. He took so many punches from me and still didn't say a single word."

Xi was panting heavily too, his hands on his hips. "I admit you're a real man. You won't say a word even now."

Looking at Feng XingTong, who wanted to cry but had no tears, Lu Linglong ventured cautiously, "Is there any chance he can't talk right now?"

"How could that poss..." Jia Zhengliang stopped halfway through. Only then did he remember that someone had sealed this kid's mouth yesterday, leaving him unable to speak for half a month.

Feng XingTong looked at Lu Linglong with gratitude, then glared viciously at the others.

"Fweee~~~~" The group immediately looked up at the sky, turning their backs one after another to avoid looking him in the eye.

Feng XingTong stamped his feet furiously, grabbed Jia Zhengliang's collar, and glared at him.

Look me in the eye, you bastard!

Jia Zhengliang laughed awkwardly. "Heh, heh, heh. Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it on purpose?"

"!!!!?????" Although Feng XingTong couldn't speak, his eyes had already given his answer, as though he wanted to kill him.

He turned and grabbed Hidden Dragon, who had hit him the hardest.

Hidden Dragon hurriedly explained, "Well, actually, my second personality hijacked my account. I actually have one, two, three, four... five... Identity V, activate!"

Holy crap, this wildling's lost it!

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, Lu Linglong hurriedly pressed him. "Have you seen Brother Liu? He's been missing for a whole day. It's so strange."

Feng XingTong nodded.

"You saw him?"

Feng XingTong nodded.

"Then where is he?"

Feng XingTong shook his head.

The Old Celestial Master said not to tell anyone...

"..."

Lu Linglong's eyes widened, and she clenched her fists. "If you don't understand human speech, I know a little hand-to-hand combat too."

Feng XingTong shook his head frantically.

Zhi Jinhua stepped forward and pushed her hand back down.

"All right, don't worry. We'll definitely see him at tomorrow's match."

Feng XingTong nodded frantically.