So Chu Feng looked at the young man. "Young man, would you be willing to sell me the recipe for your tea?"
"You really do like it that much, huh?"
"Then there's no need to buy it—I'll just give it to you."
"Actually, the method is quite simple. It's just a bit time-consuming, and you'll need to use our family's ancestral tea leaves."
"I did bring tea leaves, but you have to grow them yourself, and I didn't bring any seeds."
"Tell you what—if you're not in a hurry, just wait. Once I finish giving away this entire bucket of tea, or in about three hours, you can come with me to my home and get some."
The young man was remarkably enthusiastic.
"Sure."
Chu Feng nodded. He had no leads at the moment anyway, and perhaps this young man was one.
"What should I call you?" the young man asked.
"My name is Chu Feng," Chu Feng said.
"Chu Feng... that name sounds really familiar."
"Then I'll call you Brother Chu," the young man said.
"And you? What's your name?" Chu Feng asked.
"My surname is Huang. My name is Huang Canlan."
"My mother hoped I'd be as radiant as sunshine."
"I also have an older brother. His name is Huang Yunxiao."
"My mother hoped my brother would soar straight to the heavens on the path of martial cultivation."
As the young man spoke, he gestured animatedly with his hands, brimming with boundless energy.
"Oh right, Brother Chu—do you also practice martial cultivation, or are you purely a Spirit World Master?"
"Oh, I remember now! You share the same name as Chu Feng—that Chu Feng who's the grandson of the Seven Realms Holy Mansion's Lord. He's the number one genius in the entire martial world right now."
At this point, the young man covered his mouth and leaned close to Chu Feng's ear, whispering, "Do you know how the Ancestral Martial Realm's relic disappeared?"
"How did it disappear?" Chu Feng asked.
"I heard it was taken by that Chu Feng," the young man said.
"Who told you that?"
"You're not buying into the nonsense people around here are spouting, are you?" Chu Feng asked.
With so many people gathered in one place, it was inevitable that there would be all manner of swindlers and charlatans.
Regarding the disappearance of the Ancestral Martial Realm's relic, plenty of people were making up wild stories—all sorts of outlandish tales were circulating.
"That's right. I heard it a while back from an old man. He said he saw it with his own eyes," the young man said.
"And you believed that?" Chu Feng said, helpless.
"I was half-skeptical at first, but after thinking it over carefully, I think it's quite plausible."
"After all, that Chu Feng is incredibly powerful. He's not even afraid of the Seven Realms Holy Mansion, and the Source of the Veins has acknowledged him as its master. What couldn't he possibly do?"
"Besides, the Ancestral Martial Realm was a legacy of Spirit World Masters—he'd surely want it badly."
"I heard that the Ancestral Martial Realm relic in the Totem Galaxy was taken by Chu Feng, and he took it right from under the Seven Realms Holy Mansion's nose. He's just too amazing."
"Everyone says Lord Jie Ranqing is formidable, but I think Lord Chu Feng is even more impressive."
"Lord Jie Ranqing had the backing of the Seven Realms Holy Mansion back in the day. But Chu Feng goes up against the Seven Realms Holy Mansion head-on, stands against the Ancient Clans head-on—and he has no one to rely on, just himself. That's just so cool."
At the mention of Chu Feng, the young man's eyes lit up.
Who wouldn't enjoy being praised, especially by such a passionate young man? Even Chu Feng was flattered, and he couldn't help but ask: "It seems like you really like this Chu Feng?"
"Like him? Of course I like him!"
"In this world, treachery is everywhere. Even brothers can turn against each other for profit, and countless people have been ruined by the so-called friends they trusted."
"Someone like Chu Feng, who would brave any danger for his friends and fear neither life nor death—he's like a beacon of light in this world."
"I think apart from the Seven Realms Holy Mansion and those Ancient Clans he's beaten up, there's nobody who wouldn't like Chu Feng."
"But someone like that is too far out of our reach, so the person I admire most isn't Chu Feng—it's Lord Shimo."
"Who is Lord Shimo?" Chu Feng asked.