"What the heck!?"

Lu Zheng couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but upon thinking it over, he realized Yue Yifeng's argument made some sense.

However, the only problem was…

Tu Yuya put down her wine glass, stood up, and her eyes turned into deep pools, with waves that could captivate and stir the spirit rippling through the mountain peak.

Despite her love for performing, which made her seem a bit dramatic and carefree, she was undeniably the number one fox of the Yu generation in the Nine-tailed Fox of Tushan lineage, which wasn't just for show.

Yue Yifeng didn't show any respect on the spot, did he really think Tu Yuya was a pushover?

Tu Yuya stepped forward, ready to make a move, but was unexpectedly held back by her right wrist, only to realize it was Lu Zheng who had reached out to stop her.

"He's talking to me, why are you in a hurry?" Lu Zheng said helplessly.

Tu Yuya gave Lu Zheng a sideways glance, "Is he talking to you? He's clearly talking to me!"

Lu Zheng did not reveal his breath, so Yue Yifeng couldn't see Lu Zheng's strength. Therefore, his words were certainly directed at Tu Yuya.

"Can you beat him?" Lu Zheng asked unceremoniously.

Tu Yuya glared, "He can't beat me!"

Although they were about equal in Dao practice, Tu Yuya was a Nine-tailed Fox of Tushan after all, and naturally wouldn't fear that Moon Shadow White Wolf.

"But can he destroy this table of dishes?" Lu Zheng asked again.

Tu Yuya fell silent.

She was confident she could defeat Yue Yifeng but wasn't sure she could prevent him from wrecking this table of dishes. At least Tu Yuqing and Tu Yujiao wouldn't be able to stop it, but...

"Aren't you here?" Tu Yuya suddenly realized, "I'll handle him, and you just protect our dishes."

The Tu Family's Three Sisters had lived in Tonglin County for a while, naturally having sparred with Lu Zheng and others.

Tu Yuya and Lu Zheng's cultivation were comparable, but Lu Zheng was deeply versed in a wide range of techniques. Just the Nine Heavens Golden Palace True God Transformation Technique alone could fend off Tu Yuya's Spirit Secret Technique, in addition to Cloud Technique, Thunder Technique, Water Technique, Wind Curse, Sword Technique, Martial Dao...

He was practically a smorgasbord of talents.

Yet, each of Lu Zheng's cultivation techniques was practiced to an extraordinary level, so even though their Dao practice was comparable, Lu Zheng was flawless, completely dominating Tu Yuya.

Therefore, Tu Yuya fully believed that Lu Zheng could protect the dishes with ease.

"Uh... what I mean is..."

"You're going to make a move?" Tu Yuya raised an eyebrow, immediately understanding what Lu Zheng meant, "No way!" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"No way?"

"You are a guest of Tushan, is it any good to have the guest take action when confronted?"

Tu Yuya said without hesitation, "You just back me up, once I drive away Yue Yifeng, we can continue eating chicken."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tu Yuya swept forward, eyes like an abyss, stirring up a Spirit Storm, as her lips parted slightly, releasing a sound inaudible to the human ear yet piercing to the soul, like an arrow aimed straight at Yue Yifeng's Sea of Consciousness.

Yue Yifeng swung his hand back, sending his wife and his subordinates flying a great distance, then firmly guarded his Sea of Consciousness, turning his hand to swing his saber, but his target wasn't Tu Yuya, rather like a crescent moon, it slashed straight at the large round table in the center of the group.

The saber glimmered like moonlight, clear and cold, its hidden edge sharp and piercing, like a dormant volcano.

With this slash, the table could have been cleaved in half, and if fully unleashed, it could cut through a mountain.

Tu Yuya's lips curved into a smile.

If it weren't for Lu Zheng, she might really have had to turn back to defend.

Tu Yuqing and Tu Yujiao weren't exactly unable to block this slash, but it would be difficult to keep the table unharmed.

But now...

Tu Yuya completely ignored the slash, idly forming a Seal Technique in her hand, whereupon a cluster of nearly invisible fine needles appeared out of thin air, turning into an imperceptible shadow aimed straight at Yue Yifeng.

Yue Yifeng's eyes flickered, his body swiftly retreated as the Crescent Saber spun continuously around him, creating a defense as solid as ironclad walls, with saber shadows everywhere, finally forcing the fine needle back.

When he raised his head again, he found his slash aimed at the round table had vanished silently, with no sign of damage to those or anything around, as if the slash had never existed.

Yue Yifeng squinted, finally taking Lu Zheng seriously.

He had been divided in attention, concentrating on both defending against Tu Yuya's Fox Tail Needle and monitoring his own saber's progress.

Because, after all, it was merely a clash of egos, and should a little fox accidentally get hurt, things would escalate.

However, before Yue Yifeng's saber light could even approach the crowd, Lu Zheng casually flicked his fingers, conjuring a dense cloud that enveloped the blade.

The next moment, Yue Yifeng felt the blade's light rapidly weaken, vanishing before it got within two feet of the crowd.

The clouds dispersed, disappearing in threads, and with it, the blade's light vanished without a trace.

To dissolve the blade so effortlessly and without disturbing anything or anyone around, not even the twigs on the ground or the snowflakes in the air, showcased the depth of Lu Zheng's cultivation and mastery in spellcraft.

"Good Cloud Technique," Yue Yifeng nodded, calmly complimenting.

Lu Zheng nodded back, standing with his hands behind his back, responding serenely, "It is indeed a good Cloud Technique."

The breeze blew, his clothes fluttered, exuding the demeanor of a master.

Moreover... much like Yue Yifeng...

Yue Yifeng's mouth twitched, unable to help glancing at Tu Yuya.

"What are you looking at me for?" Tu Yuya glared.

"A family shares similar traits, don't they?" Yue Yifeng unhesitatingly retorted, showing no mercy.

Don't think I didn't see how he behaved while dining with the foxes; this air of calmness is clearly a response to my previous attitude.

Lu Zheng, "..."

Tu Yuya couldn't help but grin, "He's my brother-in-law!"

Yue Yifeng nodded, "So indeed, a family."

As soon as he spoke, Yue Yifeng took a step back, his right hand with the saber twisted, and the Crescent Saber vanished into thin air.

Tu Yuya raised an eyebrow, "You're not fighting anymore?"

"No, I can't beat you," Yue Yifeng stated calmly.

He wasn't certain of defeating Tu Yuya alone, let alone considering Lu Zheng's evident skill displayed earlier.

Since I can't win, why continue fighting?

With that, Yue Yifeng turned and walked away, joining his wife in two steps, taking her hand, then conjuring a whirlwind to leave with his wife and a few underlings.

"He's decisive," Tu Yuya squinted, smirking.

"He's quite a character," Lu Zheng agreed.

Tu Yujiao sat at the table, raising her glass of orange juice, beckoning to the two of them, "Come back, let's keep eating!"