Yan Nan said mildly, "Although I haven’t paid attention to Yemo before, I think this Mu Feng is somewhat similar."

Dongfang Sansan laughed and asked with interest, "Then take a guess, do I believe it?"

Yan Nan said, "You don’t believe it?"

Dongfang Sansan neither confirmed nor denied, saying, "Reconstructing a file isn’t that difficult for me; besides, a small character like Yemo, as you mentioned, hasn’t grown yet, just your sect’s internal strife is enough for him; whether he can survive to adulthood is still uncertain, I haven’t paid attention. Vice Sect Master Yan, you might be overestimating your Yemo."

Yan Nan laughed heartily, "That’s also true. Indeed."

But in his heart, he spat: I don’t believe you for a ghost!

People on both sides were rather surprised by Mu Feng’s championship, not by his strength, which was evident to all, but his identity!

Such a person, yet unknown, isn’t that strange.

There were heated discussions on the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side.

"Mu Feng? Never heard of that name. Strange, how did such a person suddenly pop up?"

"You haven’t heard of it either? What a coincidence, it’s the first time I’ve heard this name too."

"Did he participate in the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan? With such strength, how is he not ranked? That’s unreasonable."

"Maybe he was ranked, we just forgot it because it was too far back."

"That makes sense, who keeps track of the names at the back."

"A genius."

"What family is Mu Feng from?"

"This, I’m not sure."

"I’m not sure either... but we need to pay special attention in the future, and if there’s a chance, we should get to know him."

"I suddenly thought of something, could this Mu Feng be Yemo? Because it’s inconvenient for Yemo to appear openly, he used a pseudonym to enter the battle?"

"Hiss... Now that you mention it, I also feel... it’s kind of like that!"

On the Guardian side, some higher-ups were listening intently to the natural discussions of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect people opposite.

Anyone who heard the name Yemo had a reaction in their hearts.

Dongfang Sansan’s face was calm as ancient water, smiling faintly, "Congratulations to Vice Sect Master Yan for acquiring a small Spirit Crystal Mine."

Yan Nan smiled faintly, "Such a small wager, I don’t take it to heart. Is there need for congratulations?"

"In any case, it’s still a trophy."

Dongfang Sansan smiled warmly, "I’ll immediately have them prepare the documents, when the time comes, you can send people to mine, and I certainly won’t obstruct."

"Good."

Yan Nan smiled, "It’s also a great pleasure to be able to mine within the range of the Guardian Continent."

Dongfang Sansan chuckled lightly, not caring at all.

Then the two stopped talking, sipping tea in tacit understanding, waiting for the upcoming King-level battle.

And they didn’t mention Mu Feng at all.

It seemed that these two supreme figures didn’t regard this Marquis’s championship highly.

Yan Nan adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, even somewhat reclining, saying, "Dongfang, after fighting for so many years, aren’t you tired, today seems somewhat leisurely, why not truly rest for a bit, the sun is so nice today, it’s such a pleasure to take a nap in such weather."

As he spoke, his eyes were half-closed, obviously not caring about the upcoming King-level battle.

"That’s impossible, in the Martial King battle, I have a few young ones here who are quite important, I need to take a closer look."

Dongfang Sansan instead sat up straight, showing openly his importance to the Martial King friendship battle.

Especially watching a few people on the Wei Wo Zheng Sect side, his gaze constantly roamed.

Half-reclining Yan Nan smiled bitterly to himself.

Indeed, he couldn’t fool this Guardian strategist.

He had already guessed that he placed all his stakes on the King-level battle.

What a pity.

No matter how intelligent you are, you would never guess that the problem actually didn’t arise on our side, but on your own side.

Finally, it reached the King-level.

"Master, it’s the King-level battle now, I’ll be on stage soon."

Fang Che sent a message to Yin Shen Palace.

"You must win the championship! This battle is extraordinarily important to your life! You must not take it lightly!"

Yin Shen Palace replied in an instant with a very serious message, it was clear that Yin Sect Leader had been waiting for this news, very concerned.

"Master, rest assured, it will be a sure victory!"

Mr. Fang replied domineeringly.

...

Regarding the King-level battle, Dongfang Sansan was very concerned.

Yan Nan even felt that Dongfang Sansan’s spiritual power had quietly started to operate, instantaneously monitoring the entire scene.

This even surprised Yan Nan.

Where exactly did I give myself away?

Why is he so concerned about the King-level battle?

It doesn’t make sense.

Could it be that this old fox has actually sensed that I’ve staked everything on the King-level battle?

Does he truly have no interest or suspicion towards that mysterious Mu Feng?

That Mu Feng fits your speculation about Yemo the best, doesn’t he?

Although the current situation is proceeding as Yan Nan envisioned, in the most advantageous direction for his side. But he is still irritated inside.

Because to speak truthfully, not a single plan he made today succeeded.

The only thing that caught Dongfang Sansan by surprise was Yin Shen Palace’s previous accidental arrangement, and this arrangement wasn’t even Yan Nan’s achievement!

This, for Yan Nan, is indeed a very frustrating matter.

So he also sat up straight, saying, "Since Dongfang Strategist is so concerned about the King-level battle, there must be something special, I’ll also accompany you to have a good look."

Dongfang Sansan sighed, saying, "I can’t not pay attention, there’s a traitor I sent in there. We’ll see if Vice Sect Master Yan can find him."

Yan Nan laughed heartily, saying, "Really? Then I must take a good look."