"Mr. Feng, your younger brother is about to exchange blows with a disciple from Tai Hua, and it has attracted quite a crowd."
"Is it the Holy Son of Tai Hua?"
"No, it is the disciple of Tai Hua's Holy Son."
"Hmm?"
Feng Mu was engaged in a conversation with the Saint Lord of Primordial, seeking to improve relations with the Holy Land of Primordial, and upon hearing that Feng Chen was about to duel with the disciple of Lu Changsheng, the Holy Son of Tai Hua, he couldn't help but frown.
Their Ancient Feng Family held themselves in high regard, and Feng Mu even dared to speak directly with a figure of the Saint Lord's caliber. If Feng Chen had challenged Lu Changsheng, Feng Mu wouldn't have thought much of it.
But Feng Chen was actually challenging Lu Changsheng's disciple, a person not even ranked on the Qilin Ranking. Wasn't that devaluing themselves?
"I hear your brother's talent isn't far behind yours. Since he wants to spar with someone, let's go and watch."
