It wasn't long before the grandfather and grandson were chatting when three visitors, along with Zi Yu who appeared out of nowhere, arrived at the dojo.

"Yay yay yay, we've arrived! Awesome, awesome, is this the destination?"

"Hey, come on, don't act overly familiar, beautiful. I didn't invite you." Francis really couldn't see how this girl, who was quite serene in the arena, suddenly became so lively and cheerful.

Just as they got out of the car, a gentle breeze blew... An inexplicable falling leaf drifted into Feng Yi's hand. This leaf contained a faint aura, fierce and unyielding.

Was that... Sky Shadow...? Feng Yi observed briefly, then let it go with the wind. However, "Zi Yu, how did you get here?"

Hearing Feng Yi's question, Zi Yu briefly explained that her family suddenly revoked the inheritance rights of all the younger generation, so she no longer got caught up in the power struggles. As for why, she also found it rather abrupt. Anyway, she's now carefree and took the opportunity to come out.

Even though there are many martial arts families like Alpha's, despite being born into a secluded sect, her elders hoped she'd grow up in a new environment. So shortly after her grandpa passed away a year ago, she settled in Alpha but never revealed her identity, only calling herself Miss Nangong the third.

Upon hearing about the revocation of young members' inheritance rights, Nangong Ziyu couldn't wait to rush back, using teleportation to get here, because she already liked this place, especially the arena battles, where no one could defeat her.

"So you're that competitive, huh? If you keep fighting like this, you'll never grow."

Nangong Ziyu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Then what should I do? I don't have a mentor, nor anyone to guide me. Brother Feng, could you teach me?"

"I don't have the time, go find a guardian."

"Please, I'm begging you. How about this, you teach me to fight, and I'll go on a date with you."

"A date is unnecessary; I don't mind giving some guidance, but on one condition: you must aim to defeat two people."

"Hehe, alright then, which two weaklings should I take down for a spin?"

"One is named Feng Luo, and the other is Xiu Yi. They're both your age and stronger than you."

"X-Xiu Yi?" Zi Yu opened her mouth in shock, "The S-level bounty hunter?! Brother Feng, you can't mean him, right?"

"Precisely."

"No way, no way!" Zi Yu suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure. That's a bit too much. The guy's a warrior who lives and breathes danger, akin to a leopard living amidst storms.

And myself, though not a hothouse flower, am worlds apart from such a warrior. How could I possibly hope to defeat an S-level bounty hunter renowned worldwide?

"What, are you scared?"

"Can we change the target to something smaller, even just a tiny bit?" Zi Yu pinched her pinky, making an expressive gesture.

"Haha, a small goal, right?" Feng Yi chuckled, with a somewhat disdainful smile, "I won't guide a weakling."

Zi Yu's pretty face turned crimson to the tips of her ears, instantly reined in her playful demeanor. It's fair to say such a blow was quite heavy, "Brother Feng, that's too much!"

"Consider me straightforward. Frankly speaking, it's hardly excessive if you're willing to face your choice."

"Okay... alright then." Zi Yu nodded, feeling downcast, "I shall leave first. Goodbye, Brother Feng."

"Isn't this bad? She came all the way here for you."

Francis was about to chase after her, but Feng Yi stopped him. "Let her be alone for a moment."

"I don't mind."

Francis shrugged, but as he walked into the long-absent dojo, the disciples practicing martial arts, including Feng Yi himself, were completely stunned...

"Feng Yi!???"

Someone with sharp eyes exclaimed first. Suddenly, the previously quiet room was silent enough to hear a pin drop. Every gaze focused intently on the legendary hero one usually sees only in textbooks...

It couldn't be, how could he appear in a place like this—it was a question that subconsciously arose in everyone's mind. But as they realized their beliefs were facing this reality, they couldn't help but accept it. The feeling of seeing Feng Yi was an emotion far more intense than any idol worship...

"Hey, hey... Look, it's Feng Yi. Damn, it really is Feng Yi."

"It's him! No doubt about it; I'm a hardcore fan of the Revenge Shadow Rider!" The crowd burst into fascinated exclamations.

The girls' hearts were shattered, unable to face the seemingly mythic figure standing not far away. His charm was unique, perfectly aligned with rumors, whether in looks, aura, or his calm and composed demeanor. The sudden appearance prompted distant screams.

The jealous male trainees swarmed around him, bombarding him with endless questions.

"Feng Yi, Feng Yi, are you really Senior Feng Yi? I've always been your diehard fan—no, I consider you my idol!"

"Could I have your autograph? I've always wanted one."

Some were trembling with excitement, others had tears of joy spilling down their cheeks, and some frantically pulled out their phones for various selfies.

Feng Yi was caught off guard, finding it too late to run. Especially with Lasso beside him... Indeed, every trip with Lasso wouldn't go smoothly. Feng Yi felt rather bewildered at how to respond.

Lasso gave Francis a hard look, "You half-grown kid, why didn't you notify them in advance?"

Francis nearly cried. He hadn't visited for a long time, thinking his grandfather had prepared everything. Little did he know, he'd played such a terrible hand.

"I'm not Feng Yi; take a closer look."

At that moment, a voice that was like a cold splash extinguished the crowd's enthusiasm.

He transformed back into the clueless Li Xiang who somehow infiltrated enemy lines... "But if you'd like, I wouldn't mind giving out autographs."

Watching 'Li Xiang' smile with a mix of flattery and subtlety, this...?! Overall, this person did bear some facial resemblance to Feng Yi, but in terms of height, voice, skin tone—yet all wrong upon closer inspection—it was a bit underwhelming.

I must have been blind, mistaking this guy for Feng Yi.

"Hey? Don't go, the autograph, the autograph..."

Li Xiang seemed hesitant to speak, his Oscar-worthy acting gnawed at Francis, who nearly lost his composure. This guy is truly a talent, wasting it if he's not an actor.

Their journey here was nearly exposed but ultimately turned out smooth. Upon reaching the inner hall, the food and drinks were ready, with Emily's eyes glistening as she coquettishly covered her cherry-like lips—cute like a little devil.

But she didn't acknowledge Feng Yi initially. Instead, she was unbelievably respectful to Lasso, asking all sorts of questions as if her lips were coated with honey.

As the conversation meandered, her bare feet had unknowingly found their way onto Feng Yi's leg, "Classmate Feng, why don't you eat something too?"

"You better behave yourself."

Milly's doe-eyed look was like she was wronged, while Lasso took an opposing stance, "Hey, kid, how could you talk to a lady like that?"

"I! @#￥%..."

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