Chapter 1112 - 323: Feng Zhaoyang Arc (6)_3
And only after he finished all his noodles did Feng Zhaoyang finally start speaking, slowly, with a dead-serious expression: "Oh yeah? There’s such a good thing in this world? This is actually my first time hearing about it! That’s great!"
Yuchi: "Pff!"
He straight up sprayed noodles. Damn it, this is a good thing? Bro, Li Ruolan tells you to your face that she likes you, then turns around and gets together with another man behind your back, and you can just calmly accept that? Are you even still a man at this point, what the hell kind of mindset is this?
This time it was Feng Zhaoyang who seemed a bit embarrassed. He’d been thinking for a long while; now he smiled as he replied to Yuchi’s exclamation:
"It’s fine, I’m already used to this kind of thing, and I’d long since expected it in my heart, y’know. Besides, I like her and she likes me too, that shouldn’t change just because of something like this, right? Not to mention Wang Haoran actually likes her too, which proves at least that my taste isn’t bad."
"My friend, speaking as someone who’s been through it, let me tell you, a man has to be magnanimous. Don’t haggle over this kind of thing. Otherwise if you get hung up on every little detail, in the end you’ll be the one suffering. Might as well just let it go a bit; don’t keep this kind of thing in your heart and you’ll be fine."
"Once you understand the principle and the method, everything becomes easy. This is what they call ’the Dao follows nature.’"
Yuchi: "???"
Is that really how you use "the Dao follows nature"?
And what kind of next-level magnanimous mindset is this? Other people, their stomach’s big enough to hold a boat; your stomach, Feng Zhaoyang, can hold an entire damn ocean. Yuchi wiped the soup off the corner of his mouth with a bitter smile. "My friend, have you thought about publishing a book? You should. If you publish one I’ll definitely buy it, I definitely won’t just leech it for free."
Feng Zhaoyang just chuckled. He felt that even though the noodles in his bowl had gone all soggy from soaking, they were still really tasty. Sure enough, mindset is everything—being happy is what matters most.
Yuchi, on the other hand, was utterly floored; today he’d been bluffed silly by Feng Zhaoyang.
Today’s Feng Zhaoyang seemed a bit different from before. His smile looked a little fake; most likely he was just putting on a brave face.
Yeah.
If it were him, he’d be putting on a brave face too.
But while Yuchi and Feng Zhaoyang were chatting idly, a few cultivators had already walked in from outside the inn. Their gazes swept the room twice, then they spotted Yuchi and Feng Zhaoyang sitting in the corner. Without the slightest hesitation, the few cultivators came straight over to them.
They all sat down.
The two tables were suddenly packed full.
What’s going on? Feng Zhaoyang put his chopsticks down, his face instantly showing confusion again. From an outsider’s perspective he was just calmly eating noodles, just chatting with Yuchi. Why had this group suddenly come over—were they here to eat noodles too?
But there were still other empty tables in the inn. Normally, this should work like a men’s restroom: when there are plenty of empty spots, everyone tacitly spreads out. Nobody’s going to leave a whole row of empty spaces and then deliberately come stand right next to someone to take a piss.
That’s how you get yourself beaten to death.
"Feng Zhaoyang, we’ve had quite a hard time tracking you down. We don’t know why you insist on supporting Li Ruolan, but we can tell you the conclusion very clearly."
"If you still choose to side with Li Ruolan, then you’re putting yourself in direct conflict with us brothers here. We really don’t want this to turn into a brawl. You and I are all cultivators in the Spirit Storage Stage; we both know how hard-earned this level of cultivation is. But if you insist on this path, then we can only all attack you together."
"And don’t try to use the Legendary Sect to threaten us. We all know you’ve already left the Legendary Sect, and you’re no longer the Sect Leader. So as you are now, you’re just a cultivator with no backing. Once we kill you, there won’t be anyone to avenge you. I hope you conduct yourself wisely."
"Don’t wait until the moment we actually start attacking for you to claim it was all a misunderstanding. You need to understand, there aren’t that many misunderstandings in this world—especially not among cultivators in the Spirit Storage Stage like us. Killing intent doesn’t just pop up once or twice; it slowly condenses, and in the end becomes true intent to kill."
While Feng Zhaoyang was still wearing a completely baffled expression, one of the male cultivators took the initiative to speak, as if by tacit agreement. His tone was extremely cold; even though he was already trying his best to sound tactful, his words were still full of threats—he was clearly here to force Feng Zhaoyang to stay away from Li Ruolan.
Feng Zhaoyang understood.
He showed a look of sudden enlightenment; maybe now he knew why these people had come. So it really was like Yuchi said? Because he chose to support Li Ruolan, he’d draw attacks from other factions. He just hadn’t expected those attacks to come this fast—straight to threats now, and the next step would be an all-out fight?
Heh. What an interesting world.
"I understand what you’re saying. You’re probably from other Courtesan establishments, right? You should be the ones who guard and control those Courtesans, yeah? But you’re honestly hilarious. What’s the point of bullying just me alone? Like you said yourselves, I, Feng Zhaoyang, am no longer the Sect Leader of the Legendary Sect. My strength alone is ultimately limited."