"Is this... the Dragon Breath Token?"
Everyone gathered around, carefully examining the token in Chu Feng's hands.
The token looked ordinary enough, but written upon it were the two words "Dragon Breath" — and those two words alone were enough to reveal its identity.
At that moment, every attendant in the Dragon Breath Spring House stepped forward.
They repeatedly inspected the True Dragon Chessboard, presumably confirming whether Chu Feng had truly solved it.
"Young sir, you... you actually solved the True Dragon Chessboard."
Soon, they turned back to Chu Feng, and this time, the way they looked at him had changed entirely.
Clearly, they had their answer.
"This wouldn't happen to be some kind of trick, would it?" Chu Feng asked.
"Of course not. You truly solved the True Dragon Chessboard."
"Young sir, you're simply incredible. You have to understand — all these years, you're the first and only person to ever solve it."
The attendant's tone when speaking to Chu Feng had become exceptionally respectful.
"So? Are you willing to honor the bet?"
Chu Feng looked toward Li Han.
"I..."
Li Han's expression was absolutely awful — he looked as if he'd just eaten something foul. Right now, he probably wished he could crawl into a crack in the floor and disappear.
Because it was truly humiliating.
"What's with Li Han's face? Could it be he can't handle losing?"
"Honor the bet, come on."
"That young sir has real skill, you know."
The onlookers who had been jeering now turned the sharp end of their mockery toward Li Han.
"Hmph, I'm not the kind of person who can't take a loss. Take it..."
Li Han was still clearly bitter — it was obvious from his tone — but under the circumstances, he had no choice. He handed over the twenty Dragon Spring Coins to Chu Feng.
"Could I get two bowls of Dragon Spring water, please?"
Chu Feng passed the twenty Dragon Spring Coins to the attendant.
"One for me as well."
Right after that, the woman from the Heavenly Wind Sword Pavilion also ordered a bowl.
"Right away, guests."
The attendant left and returned in short order with two bowls of Dragon Spring water. This time, the speed was noticeably faster than before.
Perhaps this was a form of differential treatment.
After all, in their eyes, Chu Feng was no longer an ordinary guest.
"Now we can really drink our fill."
Chu Feng handed the two bowls of Dragon Spring water to the father and son.
"Young hero, this... this isn't right. We only needed a little."
"This... this is too much."
The middle-aged man looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Big brother, I don't need this much."
Even the simple little boy shook his head repeatedly, though his eyes were filled with longing.
"Don't be modest. It's rare to have this kind of connection."
"Actually, I'm doing this for your son's sake."
"Looking at your son, I can tell you're a good father."
Chu Feng was speaking the truth.
He considered himself no villain, but he was certainly no saint who had taken on the burden of saving all living beings.
Chu Feng didn't cultivate for the sake of the world — he was selfishly driven by the desire to protect his own family and friends.
So when Chu Feng did good deeds, he went with his instincts and his sense of fate.
This father and son had touched something inside him, which was why he'd done this.
"Young hero, good deeds will be rewarded."
The middle-aged man accepted the two bowls of Dragon Spring water and began drinking heartily with the little boy.
But just then, yet another bowl of Dragon Spring water was placed before Chu Feng.
"Don't just focus on doing good. It's rare to visit the Dragon Breath Spring House while it's open — you should drink your fill too."
It was the spirited woman from the Heavenly Wind Sword Pavilion.