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Instantly, Qiuling, Uncle Qiu, Feng Xiaoqi, Chaoge, and the two pets jumped at Feng Xun.2

Feng Xun was about the same level as Zuo Qingluan.

Thud, thud, thud —

Immediately, all hell broke loose in the yard.

Feng Wu started formulating battle strategies as she watched.

At first, Feng Xun was taken by surprise and flustered by the sudden attack, but when all was said and done, he was an experienced warrior.

Once he calmed down, he soon gained the upper hand.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

And the members of Fallen Star Yard began to lose.

Feng Wu found a chance to join them as well, but the gap between their cultivation levels and Feng Xun's was simply too big, so…

Thump!

After Feng Xun used one of his major stances, they all stumbled backward and fell to the ground.

Feng Xun gave them an odd look. "You guys are so weak!"

Before Feng Wu joined in, Feng Xun could defeat the others in three strikes.

Even with Feng Wu there, Feng Xun was still able to take care of them with only ten strikes.

Feng Xun's words woke Feng Wu up like a bucket of cold water.

That was right…

She was so overwhelmed by their rapid progress that she forgot how little combat experience they had.

Real ability had to be accumulated through actual combat.

She realized that she had started celebrating too soon.

"Xiao Wu? Xiao Wu?" Feng Xun patted Feng Wu's head.

Feng Wu gave him a grumpy glance.

"Are you going to the Immortal Flower Festival?"

The immortal flower was the national flower of the Junwu Empire, and tomorrow was the festival named after it.

To the young people of the empire, the immortal flower had a special meaning.

The youth of the empire thus would always try to use this opportunity to meet their potential partners in the immortal flower grove.

Feng Wu threw a dirty look at Feng Xun. "Are you making fun of me?"

Feng Xun said, "Huh?"

Feng Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Where would I find time to go?"

Feng Xun rubbed his chin. "Are you sure?"

Feng Wu said, "Yes."

Feng Xun seemed baffled. He stood there and gave Feng Wu a pleading look.

Feng Wu was bewildered. "Why are you still here?"

Feng Xun asked, "Are you sure you're not going?"

Feng Wu replied, stressing each word, "I'm really not going. Even if I have the time, I'm not interested at all."

Feng Xun said, "But if you don't go…"

He mumbled something, which Feng Wu missed. She asked, "What was that?"

Feng Xun grumbled, "Why haven't you asked me what I'm here for?"

Feng Wu smacked her head. "That's right. What are you doing here?"

Could her tone be any more perfunctory? Feng Xun flicked Feng Wu in the forehead and asked the ultimate question, "What if Boss Jun invites you to go?"

"Try to say no to that!" Feng Xun grumbled inwardly.

However, to Feng Xun's surprise, Feng Wu refused again. "Nope. I'm not going."

She might go have a look without Jun Linyuan's invitation. But with Jun Linyuan there, and given that it was a special festival, Feng Wu couldn't stay far away enough from that place.

Feng Xun studied Feng Wu's face. "Are you sure?"

Feng Wu said decisively, "Yes."

Feng Xun gave her a nudge. "There, there. Stop pretending. It's not fun anymore. Let's go —"

Feng Wu frowned and cast a stern look at Feng Xun.

It gave Feng Xun the creeps.

"Feng Xun, I need to talk to you."

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