77: Xu Feng, the Golden Left Hand

"Mr. Su, I did offend some enemies in my youth, but I can say with certainty that it's impossible for me to have offended a colossus like the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance."

Fang Bowen's gaze was steady, his eyes firm, his tone solemn, and his face serious.

"Furthermore, if I truly had a grudge against the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance, how could I have lived until today?"

Listening to Fang Bowen's explanation, Su Ran's brow relaxed.

If it really was the Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance taking action, it wouldn't be convenient for him to meddle in this muddy water.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Alliance was one of the top powers in the Dragon Country.

Not someone to be provoked!

"Rest assured, Elder Fang. I, Su Ran, will certainly give my all to find the true culprit behind the scenes."

Hearing this, the stone hanging in Fang Bowen's heart finally dropped.

His gaze fell on his unconscious grandson nearby, and he changed the subject. "Mr. Su, would it be possible for my grandson to follow you and learn some skills?

If it's inconvenient for you, sir, it wouldn't be a problem to just let him be your lackey."

Fang Bowen wasn't doing this out of the kindness of his heart, of course; he knew clearly that a powerful Martial Arts Sect stood behind Wei Zhiruo.

Since Su Ran was Wei Zhiruo's junior brother, a Martial Arts Sect must stand behind him as well.

"No problem!" Su Ran agreed joyfully.

Not long after coming down the mountain, he had already taken a rich second-generation heir as his lackey.

In his mind, he already envisioned a scene where, after being looked down upon by others, his lackey would reveal his identity and respectfully call him "Big Brother."

Thinking of this, Su Ran began to giggle foolishly on the spot.

"Rest assured, Elder Fang. Fang Zichuan will be like a brother to me from now on."

...Jiangnan University.

Ling Xian planned to go see Wu Yueyue.

During this time, his attention had mostly been on those Children of Destiny, and he had paid much less attention to this girl.

Just as he reached the bottom of Wu Yueyue's dormitory building, he saw an ordinary-looking boy holding roses, standing under the shade of a tree, seemingly waiting for someone.

Ling Xian's footsteps paused slightly as a memory of Xia Mo holding flowers while waiting for him flashed through his mind.

"Campus life is still the best," he said softly. "If I could do it all over again, I definitely wouldn't let Sister Xia Mo be the one chasing after me."

Just as he finished speaking, Wu Yueyue walked down from the dormitory building.

As soon as the boy saw Wu Yueyue, he immediately smiled and called out, "Wu Yueyue!"

Wu Yueyue didn't notice him, however, and walked straight past him.

"How have you been lately?" Ling Xian went up to meet her, his gaze sweeping over her. "It seems... you've filled out a bit?"

Wu Yueyue looked down at herself and asked in confusion, "Have I?"

"Yeah, you used to be an A-cup, but now you're probably a B, right?"

"Ah, Brother Ling Xian is so mean." Wu Yueyue understood instantly, her face flushing red as she playfully punched Ling Xian with her small fists.

In the eyes of bystanders, they looked exactly like an intimate couple.

"Wu Yueyue..." the boy called out again, his voice tinged with unwillingness, as annoying as a buzzing fly.

Wu Yueyue finally turned her head and looked at him. "Who are you?"

"Xu Feng," the boy introduced himself, his tone urgent. "High school classmate, we were in the same class."

Wu Yueyue then suddenly remembered and hurriedly explained to Ling Xian, "Brother Ling, he's my high school classmate."

She spoke very quickly, afraid that Ling Xian would misunderstand.

Ling Xian nodded, but his gaze swept indifferently over Xu Feng.

The hostility in the other's eyes was too obvious, not hidden at all.

"Is he at Jiangnan University too?" Ling Xian asked casually.

"No," Wu Yueyue lowered her voice. "His high school graduation grades weren't very good, so he didn't get in.

And... he has no money.

He's an orphan."

"An orphan." Ling Xian paid extra attention to that in his heart, his gaze unconsciously lingering on Xu Feng for a few more seconds.

The Children of Destiny he encountered all seemed to be orphans.

Since Xu Feng was an orphan and knew Wu Yueyue, he had to look into him.

"Yueyue, who is he? Why are you telling him so much?" Xu Feng had sharp ears; although Wu Yueyue's voice was low, he still heard her.

Not having gone to university had always been a thorn in his side, and his tone immediately became impatient.

This impatience was directed at Ling Xian, not Wu Yueyue.

"He's my brother's boss." Wu Yueyue puffed out her chest, her tone full of pride. "And he's also my boyfriend."

Xu Feng froze, his face turning various shades of pale and blue.

After a moment, he forced a cold sneer and said sarcastically, "Oh, so he's a rich second-generation heir!"

After the initial disappointment, he quickly calmed down.

They were just boyfriend and girlfriend; it wasn't like he didn't have a chance.

Wu Yueyue's face darkened.

No one was allowed to speak ill of Ling Xian.

She simply stopped paying attention to this former classmate.

Ling Xian looked up and whispered, "Eye of Detection."

[Xu Feng (Child of Destiny)]

[Cheat: Golden Left Hand (By touching items, one can obtain information such as age and material)]

[Cultivation: First Stage (Newly entered the Martial Path)]

[Luck Level: 100 points]

[Comprehensive Evaluation: Early growth stage, likely to encounter stray cultivation techniques and martial arts; has the potential to rise as a hegemon of the martial arts world.]

[High-quality leek!]

[View the plot? Consumes 1,000 villain points.]

"View."

In the next instant, a stream of information flooded his mind.

Xu Feng relied on appraising treasures to accumulate wealth.

He first encountered cultivation techniques and entered the Martial Path.

Eventually, he awakened the Golden Left Hand bloodline in the martial arts world... "There really have been quite a few Children of Destiny lately." Ling Xian made a decision in his heart. "I need to deal with one as soon as possible. I'll choose Ma Yifei."

Three Children of Destiny in a row was already a bit conspicuous.

Ma Yifei had the least potential, and his value was almost squeezed dry; it was the perfect time for harvesting.

Compared to Su Ran, Xu Feng, and even the yet-to-appear Pluto, Ma Yifei's cheat was too weak; it could only make him rich.

His threat level was significantly lower than the others.

"Brother Ling, why did you suddenly come to see me today?" Wu Yueyue muttered softly, her tone carrying a hint of resentment.

"Alright." Ling Xian reached out and rubbed her hair. "Don't be angry anymore. We're going back to the villa for dinner tonight. How about I accompany you to buy a gift?"

As he leaned in slightly, Wu Yueyue could clearly feel the warmth of his arm, and her face instantly flushed red.

"Okay," she said in a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. "Brother Ling, where are we going?"

"Antique Street, want to go?"

"Sure!" Wu Yueyue's eyes lit up.

She didn't care where they went as long as she could be with Brother Ling Xian.

Having watched from the side for a long time, Xu Feng's face was pale, and his fists were clenched so hard they creaked.

The goddess he liked was actually flirting with another man right in front of him, and she didn't even bother to look at him.

"Antique Street..." Xu Feng's eyes shifted, a flash of conceit passing through them. "That's my domain.

Once we're there, I'll definitely show Wu Yueyue what I'm capable of.

What right does a rich second-generation heir who relies on his family have to compare with me?"

"Yueyue, I'll go too. I have some experience with antiques." Xu Feng shamelessly approached them.

Wu Yueyue looked impatient. "What's the point of having 'some experience'? How can you play with antiques if you have no money? Just earn your living honestly!"

Wu Yueyue was also a bit speechless; in her memory, the old Xu Feng was the type of person who was steady and studious but somehow could never learn anything.

But what was wrong with him now?

He was starting to be tricky and slick. Were antiques something an ordinary person could play with? The water there was incredibly deep!

"For the sake of us being classmates, I'm giving you some advice: don't touch those things. You won't be able to handle it."