Watching Shang Liben's departing figure, Wang Lubo stomped his feet and exclaimed, "Arrogant, so arrogant! Feng, don't hold me back. I'm going to fight him today!"

Xiao Feng nodded, "I won't stop you, go ahead. I also think he's a bit too arrogant. But before you go, transfer all your assets to my name. As a tribute, I'll burn some extra offerings for you during the holidays."

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Wang Lubo suddenly realized something was off and pondered, "I think it's more prudent if you come with me, Feng. Brothers fight together, right? The two of us can go and take down that tall guy."

Just then, Miao Yueqian walked over, puzzled, "What are you guys up to?"

"Nothing, I was just discussing some personal matters with Feng. Qianqian, you should go watch the match," Wang Lubo replied quickly, obviously not wanting Miao Yueqian to know that someone who admired her had just been here.

Xiao Feng shook his head and sighed, "Bozai, you're venturing further down the path of a scumbag. You're unclear with Chen Xiuxiu on one side, and chasing after Miao Yueqian on the other. Aren't you worried both will leave you?"

Wang Lubo's mouth twitched, wanting to point at Xiao Feng's nose and retort, who's the real scumbag here?

Let's not talk about other things.

A married man, mingling in a crowd of beauties all day—Lu Yao, Lin Zhiyan, and even the younger Mu Shihan and Lin Jiaxuan are real beauties.

Thinking of this, Wang Lubo genuinely felt wronged. Isn't this the case of allowing the authorities to set the fire while forbidding commoners to light a lamp?

Double standards to this extent, is there no way out for people?

However, these were just complaints in his mind. Wang Lubo knew he wasn't stubborn enough to openly challenge Xiao Feng, and there was no need to get into a head-bashing conflict over a single sentence.

Shang Liben's misunderstanding of Xiao Feng made Xiao Feng think of Hao Xingfang, whom he had met in the hospital earlier.

Both of them centered on themselves, loving to take their subjective presumptions as the truth of matters.

However, Xiao Feng wasn't planning to explain anything. Let them misunderstand as they wish, he wasn't some big celebrity needing to explain everything publicly.

Three hours later, a little girl pointed at the big screen while eating beef jerky: "Brother Xiao Feng, look, two teams have already finished the competition ahead."

Xiao Feng nodded but didn't speak. This result wasn't particularly unexpected.

It was Lu Yao who asked on the side, "Do you know why, even with no time limit, the battles end so quickly?"

"Sister Lu Yao," the little girl rolled her eyes, dissatisfied. "Why do you and Brother Xiao Feng always treat me like a child who doesn't know anything?"

Lu Yao, with interest, said, "Tell us your thoughts."

"Isn't it obvious?" The little girl looked very annoyed, "Although the competition doesn't limit time, food is essential. I've seen the rations Wei Shuai and his team carry; it's probably just enough for me to eat for a day."

"Think about it, I can only eat for a day. Let alone they have to carry weights through the central canyon, engage in combat, and climb to capture the flag. All of these consume a lot of energy."

"Most importantly, it's winter now, with significant temperature differences between day and night. If there's a heavy fog, it would make actions even more inconvenient."

Spreading her hands, the little girl said, "So yeah, finishing early is the most normal situation, right."

Lu Yao patted the little girl's head with some relief and praised her, "Didn't see that coming, you can analyze that well."

The little girl giggled, "Isn't there a saying, 'proximity to vermilion makes you red, proximity to ink makes you black'? Sister Lu Yao, you have a genius brain. Being with you all the time, of course, makes me smarter too!"

Lu Yao blushed and smiled, "Just for that, after the match, you can choose any place in Jiangcheng, and I'll treat you to all you can eat!"

Xiao Feng, on the side, was a bit speechless. The saying 'flattery will get you everywhere' wasn't unfounded, even the ethereal Lu Yao succumbed to the little girl's flattery.

Thinking about this, Xiao Feng suddenly realized that the little girl would never go hungry wherever she went; a few words here and there would have people competing to treat her to meals.

"From the big screen, we can see that the Guangyang Team has eliminated the Lindong Team with absolute superiority, and other participating teams are about to make their final sprint. However, the Jiangcheng Team and the Xinwen Team still haven't taken any large-scale actions. Are they planning to battle at night?"

On the commentary bench, the newly replaced commentators continued with enthusiasm.

But the audience was at a loss, as the Jiangcheng Team and the Xinwen Team had worn out two groups of commentators in succession. No one knew how long these strong teams would drag it out.

Dusk enveloped the land, leaving only the last remnant of twilight in the sky. The moon had appeared, and the Jiangcheng and Xinwen Teams had already rested in place for nearly six hours.

"Time's almost up." Watching the last light in the sky merge into darkness, Xiao Feng said calmly, his tone full of tranquility, as if not worried about any changes happening.

And, as he finished this sentence, on the screen, the two teams that had been inactive finally began checking their equipment, gathering together to eat, and making the final preparations for battle.

A gentle breeze brushed their faces, making people feel refreshed. Someone said, "If only we could light a bonfire, roast a lamb, and have two bottles of Erguotou, ah, just the thought sounds great!"

Wei Shuai laughed, "Stop talking nonsense. If we can take down the Xinwen Team this time, I'll treat everyone to a whole roasted lamb."

"Really?" A nerd, who had napped for half a day, waggled his eyebrows. "You're not just all talk, planning not to fulfill it?"

"A man keeps his word," Wei Shuai said seriously. "But let me put the ugly words first. If we can't beat the Xinwen Team this time, just imagine how I'll take it out on you guys."

For unknown reasons, whether it was the cold, everyone shivered in unison, then all restrained their expressions and focused.

"Old Yao, give the opposite side a good shot later," Wei Shuai said with a sly smile.

A man who looked about thirty years old agreed, "Don't worry, they'll have a lasting impression for sure."

The next moment, without any further mobilization or motivational speeches, Wei Shuai took the lead, charging with his team, the members following one by one at intervals of about ten meters.

Advancing about three kilometers forward, Wei Shuai signaled to stop. The clearing was about ten kilometers wide; going further might lead to a head-on clash with the Xinwen Team.

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