Chapter 49: Do You Know Who I Am?

It’s nothing more than cooking raw rice into cooked. He has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. He’ll stop at nothing to achieve his goals. Simple.

Chu Feng sized up Han Feng from head to toe, snorted coldly, and said, “Your name is Han Feng, right? Now you have two choices. First, immediately sever all ties with Zhao Dongdong and never see her again for the rest of your life. Second, I’ll kill you right now, and your so-called engagement will naturally cease to exist!”

Zhao Dongdong was dumbfounded. “Brother Chu Feng, how can you do this?”

Han Feng’s expression changed as well. He finally understood why Zhao Dongdong was using him as a shield—it turned out she was being pursued. Damn it! Someone dares to steal my woman and offers such two choices?

Rage ignited in his heart.

He shook his head, replying, “Sorry, I choose neither.”

Chu Feng laughed. “Kid, do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?”

“Dongdong, you didn’t tell this boy my identity?”

Han Feng couldn’t help but look at Zhao Dongdong.

Zhao Dongdong immediately apologized, “Han Feng, I’m sorry, I got you involved. Brother Chu Feng knows my grandfather, he’s from the Supreme Profound Dao Sect, the Grand Elder, a Nascent Soul Immortal Lord. If he really wants to act against you, you’re no match for him at all. You’d better leave.”

“Just pretend I never said anything.”

Han Feng was instantly terrified.

He called out to the system in his heart.

“System, what’s going on here? The other party is actually a Nascent Soul Immortal Lord—why didn’t you warn me?”

What should he do now?

If he chooses the first option, he’ll have to break off relations and leave immediately. He knows he’ll lose Zhao Dongdong forever, but he’s unwilling.

She’s an SS-ranked beauty.

If he wins her heart, he’ll get at least a treasure of Immortal Emperor rank.

Wouldn’t that be a meteoric rise? The future would be bright.

He’s been transmigrated for thirty years and hasn’t even met an S-ranked beauty, let alone an SS-ranked one.

Chu Feng snorted coldly, “You have three seconds to choose. If you don’t, I’ll make the choice for you.”

“One.”

“Two.”

“Wait.”

Just as Chu Feng was about to say “three,” Han Feng panicked completely and hurriedly said, “I’ll leave.”

“But I, Han Feng, will definitely come back.”

With that, he slipped away, darting into the crowd and disappearing from the arena in an instant.

His movement—

Chu Feng could only watch helplessly.

Luckily, there were many people here.

Otherwise, Chu Feng really might have acted.

But it wasn’t a complete loss; Han Feng’s escape counted as a suppression.

[Host has suppressed Han Feng, the Child of Destiny, gaining 100,000 luck points. As this is the first suppression, luck points are multiplied tenfold. Gained 1,000,000 luck points.]

Chu Feng turned to Zhao Dongdong. “Dongdong, as you can see, your fiancé is gone. Why not choose me? Don’t worry, I’ll treat you well.”

“I promise you won’t regret today’s decision.”

“Come to think of it, this is fate—you came to me yourself. What a coincidence, sitting together at the family competition. Our bond isn’t decided by us, but by heaven itself. Heaven is vast, and fate rules all.”

Zhao Dongdong grew flustered.

She bit her lip and said, “Give me a little time to think, will you?”

“No problem,” Chu Feng replied.

He, a cultivator at the Integration stage, wants a woman and still needs her consent? He could take her by force if he wished.

Meanwhile, Han Feng—

He had escaped far away, only relaxing once he confirmed Chu Feng hadn’t followed.

He felt bitter inside.

Damn it, what rotten luck. Finally he meets an SS-ranked beauty, almost wins her by force, but Chu Feng ruins it.

And the worst part is, Chu Feng’s a Nascent Soul Immortal Lord.

He’s only at late Foundation Establishment, no match at all.

Han Feng asked, “System, come out and explain. Is there really no way to defeat Chu Feng and win Zhao Dongdong back?”

“I’m not willing to accept this.”

If he wins Zhao Dongdong, he’ll get at least an Immortal Emperor treasure.

“Host, your priority is to improve your cultivation and win more high-ranked beauties. Then you’ll be able to deal with Chu Feng. Look at yourself—thirty years and you’ve only won three beauties above B rank. It’s not that I don’t help you, but you aren’t putting in the effort. Otherwise, why would you be powerless before an SS-ranked beauty?”

Just as Han Feng was feeling frustrated—

The family competition officially began.

Nangong Yanran, the pillar of the Nangong family, naturally appeared before the crowd.

At the moment Nangong Yanran appeared, Han Feng’s system sounded again.

[Host, SS-ranked beauty detected: Nangong Yanran, head of the Nangong family.]

[SS-ranked beauty detected: Lu Linglong, Grand Elder of the Supreme Profound Dao Sect.]

Two SS-ranked beauties.

Han Feng was about to go mad. He frantically searched around. “System, where are they? Quickly, show me.”

System: “Host, sorry, they’re both in private boxes protected by powerful arrays. Your cultivation is too low; you can’t see inside.”

“But you can wait outside the arena. Maybe you’ll catch them leaving. But let me warn you, both ladies are Nascent Soul Immortal Lords, not someone you can pursue right now.”

“Damn it.”

Han Feng almost lost his mind.

It was too frustrating.

In the end, everything still depended on strength.

Just as Han Feng was on the verge of madness—

Chu Feng was also questioning his own system.

“System, come out and explain. You said Han Feng has a system too—is his system more powerful, or are you?”

[Of course it’s me. I’m of a much higher grade than his. He’s nothing. I completely dominate him in every way.]

Chu Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Sweeping his gaze, he easily spotted Han Feng.

At that moment, Han Feng was cursing to himself, clearly full of resentment and frustration.

“Oh, Linglong’s here too.”

Chu Feng smiled slightly.

Inside the private box—

Nangong Yanran was chatting and laughing with Lu Linglong.

“Linglong, thank you for coming this time,”

Lu Linglong shook her head. “You and I are more than just sisters now.”

“That’s true—I like hearing that.”

“It really is a bargain for that scoundrel, earning the affection of both of us.”

“Isn’t it though?”

“But Yanran, you’re too much. The first time you met that scoundrel, you wanted to be his Dao companion. What’s so great about him? Just looking at him annoys me.”

It was obviously Lu Linglong speaking.

Nangong Yanran looked satisfied. “Don’t you find him impressive?”

“What’s so impressive about him?” Lu Linglong pouted.

Nangong Yanran smiled. “You haven’t experienced it yet. I certainly have. Neither of us could match him when we acted together—isn’t that impressive enough?”