"I don't have a single key on me now. Don't falsely accuse Sect Master Huang, either. My keys aren't with him."
"Who are you trying to fool?"
"Who would believe that rubbish?"
"I imagine you all know I obtained two Silver Keys and four Golden Keys." Mu Fucheng ignored the people clamoring and continued speaking. "You probably never imagined someone with my strength could last this long, did you?"
"You just had damn good luck."
"This time, you couldn't escape even if you grew wings."
"Luck played a small part, but it wasn't the key." Mu Fucheng shook his head. "I only survived by paying an enormous price. That price was the keys I previously owned."
"What?"
At this, the expressions of the Jianghu people present changed abruptly.
"Exactly as you're thinking. I traded the keys for a chance to live," Mu Fucheng said coldly. "Of course, that chance was full of uncertainties and deadly danger. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have died long ago."
At this point, Mu Fucheng suddenly turned his gaze toward someone in the crowd.
"Yao Feng, you got a Silver Key from me. Wasn't that enough? You actually dared to come out and fight for more. Aren't you afraid you'll gorge yourself to death?" Mu Fucheng shouted.
Hearing Mu Fucheng's words, a small, scrawny old man in the opposing crowd said angrily, "Mu Fucheng, don't you dare spit blood and slander me! When did I ever get a key?"
Seeing everyone around him turn to look at him, Yao Feng shouted again, "Don't listen to his nonsense! He's trying to sow discord."
"I don't see Wu Cong. Looks like that bastard knows when to be satisfied. After getting a Silver Key, he stopped being greedy," Mu Fucheng said, sweeping his gaze over