At this moment, the great hall fell dead silent; everyone’s gaze was fixed on Chu Yue.
“Chu Yue, what are you saying? You can’t just casually bear witness to something like this.”
Chu Wei spoke up, his gaze carrying a strong underlying warning. His meaning was abundantly clear: telling Chu Yue not to speak out of turn.
“I am not speaking nonsense. That day, when Chu Zhen and Chu Feng made their bet, I was at the scene, and Junior Brother Chu Zhen himself asked me to be his witness.”
Yet Chu Yue was not intimidated by Chu Wei. Instead, she stood beside Chu Feng, as if signaling to everyone whose side she had chosen.
This time, let alone Chu Zhen, even Chu Cheng, Chu Wei, and the majority of the Chu Family members turned pale with annoyance.
None of them expected Chu Yue to side with Chu Feng to this extent, even willing to oppose the rest of the Chu Family.
In fact, even Chu Feng himself felt slightly surprised. After all, Chu Yue’s actions would offend many people. But beneath his surprise, Chu Feng felt deeply moved.
“Chu Zhen, do you wish to go back on your word?” Chu Feng continued to press. With Chu Yue’s testimony, he didn’t believe Chu Zhen would dare deny it.
“I…” Chu Zhen’s face looked extremely ugly; he didn’t know how to answer.
The family only subsidized one stalk of Immortal Spirit Grass every year. Aside from this one, they had absolutely no chance of obtaining such excellent spiritual medicine.
Moreover, he had just received this year’s Immortal Spirit Grass, and Chu Zhen planned to use it to break through to the fourth level of the Lingwu realm. How could he willingly hand it over to someone else?
“Hmph, even if this is true, so what?”
“You and Chu Zhen joined the Azure Dragon Sect at the same time. Chu Zhen entered the inner court two years ago, while you were two full years late.”
“What, it took you this long just to enter the inner court, and you feel proud? You even want to use this to extort Chu Zhen’s family subsidy.” Chu Cheng sneered, making excuses. As Chu Zhen’s biological older brother, he naturally wouldn’t let Chu Feng take his younger brother’s subsidy.
“Don’t direct those words at me. What exactly happened, your younger brother knows best.”
“If you want to break your promise, just say it directly, and I, Chu Feng, will not pursue the matter further. However, that person must admit it straight from his own mouth, that his words are no better than a fart, holding no weight whatsoever.” Chu Feng refused to yield.
“You…” Hearing these words, Chu Zhen gritted his teeth in anger, but he did not dare to retort because he indeed was not in the right.
“Haha, what a joke. Breaking a promise? Did I ever say we were going back on our word?”
“Chu Zhen’s Immortal Spirit Grass can be given to you, but you must admit in front of everyone that you are useless trash, an idiot who took five years just to become an inner court disciple.”
“Everyone, isn’t what I’m saying right?” Chu Cheng shouted loudly.
“Right, Brother Chu Cheng is right.”
“Yeah, if you want to take the Immortal Spirit Grass, you have to admit that you are trash. As long as you admit it, we will consider it alms for a beggar.” Following Chu Cheng’s call, those sitting naturally responded in agreement.
In the Chu Family, besides Chu Yuan, Chu Guyu, and Chu Yue, almost no one liked Chu Feng. All of them desperately wanted to kick Chu Feng out of the Chu Family.
So as long as it involved Chu Feng, no matter how outrageous it was, they would support it; they just wanted to humiliate Chu Feng.
“Chu Cheng, don’t be unreasonable. This is a private matter between Chu Zhen and Chu Feng, you have no right to interfere,” Chu Yue reprimanded.
“We have no right, so only you have the right? As Chu Zhen’s older sister, you are actually siding with an outsider. Are you still fit to be a member of the Chu Family?” Chu Cheng bit back viciously.
“I, Chu Yue, judge based on the matter, not the person. Furthermore, Junior Brother Chu Feng is not an outsider; he is also a member of the Chu Family.”
“Whether he is a member of the Chu Family or not, you know perfectly well in your heart. But I can tell you this, Chu Zhen is your biological younger brother.”
“You are truly unreasonable.” Chu Yue’s body trembled with anger toward Chu Cheng.
Right at that moment, Chu Feng’s palm landed on Chu Yue’s shoulder, pulling her behind him.
At this moment, the casual smile remained on Chu Feng’s face, but his gaze had turned sharp, and he said calmly:
“I am only asking one thing: are you going to hand over this Immortal Spirit Grass or not?”
“Heh, Chu Feng, don’t say we’re making things difficult for you. It’s just that you truly don’t have the qualifications to take Chu Zhen’s Immortal Spirit Grass.”
“How about this? I’ll give you a chance. Fight with Chu Zhen. As long as you can defeat him, it will prove that you have the right to take this Immortal Spirit Grass.”
“Chu Yue, don’t say I’m being unreasonable. I will now bring out my Immortal Spirit Grass. As long as Chu Feng can win, all of this belongs to him.” While speaking, Chu Cheng took out his own Immortal Spirit Grass and slammed it onto the table.
At the same time, Chu Cheng shot a meaningful glance at Chu Zhen. Catching his drift, Chu Zhen also placed his Immortal Spirit Grass on the table.
“Chu Zhen, you have been in the inner court for two years and have practiced two types of Martial Skills.”
“But Chu Feng just entered the inner court. Don’t you feel shameless fighting him? You simply just can’t afford to lose.” Chu Yue still felt it was unfair to Chu Feng.
“Shut up, it is not your turn to speak here.” Chu Cheng pointed threateningly at Chu Yue, then narrowed his eyes at Chu Feng:
“However, if you lose, you must hand over your Immortal Spirit Grass. Do you dare?”
At this moment, everyone’s gazes sharply locked onto Chu Feng. They were all waiting for his answer.
If Chu Feng refused, they could insult him as a coward. If Chu Feng agreed, Chu Zhen could openly teach him a lesson.
Either way, Chu Feng was already cornered in a dead end, and they just wanted to see how Chu Feng would humiliate himself.
“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Chu Feng smiled faintly and agreed calmly.
“Good, you’ve got guts. But let’s agree beforehand, fists and kicks have no eyes; if anyone gets hurt, no complaining.” Chu Cheng’s laugh grew even more sinister.
“Enough nonsense. If you want to fight, bring it on.” Chu Feng slammed his Immortal Spirit Grass onto the table, then walked toward the center of the hall.
“Junior Brother Chu Feng…” Chu Yue grabbed Chu Feng’s arm, her flickering eyes advising him not to fight Chu Zhen.
But Chu Feng smiled as he pulled his arm from Chu Yue’s grasp, saying only one sentence: “Trust me.”
Seeing this, Chu Yue was subconsciously stunned. For some reason, she had an illusion, as if Chu Feng truly had absolute certainty of winning.
Chu Feng and Chu Zhen walked to the center of the hall. Everyone crowded closer, not wanting to miss the good show of Chu Feng being tortured.
“Chu Feng, I see you truly value wealth over your own life.”
Chu Zhen, who had been silent for a long time, finally had a smile appear on his face. Only, his laugh looked incredibly cruel and sly.
Being forced into such an awkward position by Chu Feng earlier made him extremely unhappy. Now that there was a chance to teach Chu Feng a lesson, he naturally wouldn’t hold back.
“Hehe.” Chu Feng smiled faintly, then said:
“Those words are exactly what I wanted to say to you.”
“Such arrogance! Today I will make you realize just how weak you really are.”
Chu Zhen’s left foot suddenly stepped forward violently, a loud boom resonated, and his entire body lunged forward instantly.
He swung both his arms, fist shadows flying everywhere. His whole body emitted an oppressive aura, and like a savage beast, he charged fiercely toward Chu Feng.
