CHAPTER 498: CHAPTER 499: FENG MANSION’S NIGHTMARE

Feng Zhanlian had long been aware of Dongfang Lianhua.

He glared fiercely at Li Mubei and Dongfang Lianhua.

Especially Dongfang Lianhua, Feng Zhanlian cursed in his heart, calling her a shameless wretch for flirting with men in broad daylight.

Feng Zhao’an was also a part of the Great Chu Representative Team, and the horse carriages of Teams A and B were not far apart.

Yet, due to the Crown Prince and Dugu Wu, there was some distance between the two teams from Great Chu, and they did not get along as harmoniously as the teams from other countries.

Ever since he separated from Dongfang Lianhua, Feng Zhanlian had sunk into a long period of low spirits until the recommendation from the Crown Prince Mansion allowed him to enter the Imperial Academy, regaining his dignity and the will to face others.

This time, his son Feng Zhao’an was accompanying the Crown Prince to participate in the Competition Among Ten Countries, giving Feng Zhanlian an opportunity, he felt, to finally hold his head high.

He came specifically to see them off, but it irritated him that Bai Ling and Luochen, that pair of worthless siblings, were also able to participate in the Competition Among Ten Countries; yet with their capabilities, they would be nothing but cannon fodder.

"Where did this feral dog come from, barking up a storm?"

Li Mubei, with a cold expression, walked over next to Dongfang Lianhua, blocking Feng Zhanlian’s jealous gaze.

Seeing Li Mubei’s imposing stature, Feng Zhanlian suddenly became silent.

"Don’t be so smug, Nan Feng, come help me."

Feng Zhanlian frantically searched the crowd for Lady Nan Feng, only to see her chatting and laughing with Xiao Junci at the Beiqi horse carriage; Xiao Junci appeared to be whispering something in Lady Nan Feng’s ear, causing her to laugh uncontrollably, nearly hanging onto Xiao Junci.

People around started whispering, and Feng Zhanlian’s face turned ashen.

He no longer cared about Li Mubei and that pair, and stormed up to Xiao Junci.

"What are you two doing there? She is my wife."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Junci flicked his sleeve, and a gust swept Feng Zhanlian aside.

Xiao Junci’s eyes were full of contempt.

"Even you claim her as your wife? You’re nothing but an old gigolo kept by Nan Feng. I’ve heard your performance in bed is like a rabbit’s, not lasting more than a few breaths. Simply not a man."

Hearing this, Feng Zhanlian’s face turned red, and although he pointed at Xiao Junci, he dared not speak out.

Lady Nan Feng chuckled, casting a glance at Feng Zhanlian.

Feng Zhanlian’s physique had deteriorated day by day; all the yang energy in him had been absorbed by Nan Feng, emptying him out. Be it literature or intimacy, Lady Nan Feng had long lost interest in him.

"You whore! You adulterer!"

Feng Zhanlian was so furious he walked forward to grab Lady Nan Feng, but she spat in his face disdainfully.

"Stop embarrassing me."

With that, she cuddled up with Xiao Junci and boarded the horse carriage. Soon, sounds conducive to blushing and heart-racing were heard coming from inside.

Xiao Junci and Lady Nan Feng exhibited such shamelessness, engaging in acts of debauchery under the bright sky.

A loud bang echoed in Feng Zhanlian’s head, his eyes bulged, blood rushed to his head, and he dropped straight down to the ground.

"Master!"

Aunt Xue and Feng Zhao’an were both shocked, with Aunt Xue screaming and rushing over.

Looking at Feng Zhanlian on the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth, they were truly frightened.

"Somebody help, we have a life-threatening situation here!"

The people around him all wore expressions of indifference.

Feng Zhao’an felt utterly mortified as the other competitors around him pointed and talked about him.

He bit his lip lightly, looking towards Feng Bailing.

"Big sister, please help me out, we’re still family after all."

Feng Bailing rolled her eyes. Who was family with them?

Dongfang Lianhua gently shook her head.

"Ah Ling, just go and take a look."

Dongfang Lianhua then turned her head away, refusing to look at Feng Zhanlian any longer.

Feng Bailing stepped forward to check Feng Zhanlian’s pupils and breathing, and took his pulse as well.

"He’s had a stroke, he’ll be bedridden for the rest of his life."

Feng Bailing said indifferently.

Aunt Xue was distraught, sitting on the ground and wiping her tears constantly.

"It’s time to set off."

Dugu Wu and Dongfang Yu came over.

Seeing the disgraceful state of Feng Zhanlian, Dongfang Yu’s face showed disgust. He simply gestured for someone to send Feng Zhanlian to a clinic, lest he embarrass Great Chu here.

Only after the teams of the Ten Countries started to depart did Feng Bailing have the opportunity to see the competitors from the Great Chu representative team.

Originally Feng Bailing’s Great Chu team had only twenty people, but now she discovered that the team had a total of forty members.

Great Chu’s team was divided into Team A and Team B. Team A was Crown Prince Dongfang Yu’s team, consisting of ten main players and ten substitutes, who would replace any main player should an incident occur.

Dugu Wu’s side also had a total of twenty members, likewise composed of ten main players and ten substitutes; Feng Bailing and her group were all main players. Additionally, ten substitutes appeared to have members who were mercenaries and experts recruited by Lu Yin and Dugu Wu from various places.

In terms of strength, many of the substitute members were quite strong, and some had even gathered both the Wuji Seal and the Wenhua Seal.

Feng Bailing was curiously observing the substitute members of the team, when suddenly, she felt several hostile gazes fall upon her.

These were a few of the substitute members from Great Chu Team B, mostly selected from common folk, who clearly harbored some dissatisfaction towards Feng Bailing.

Most of the substitute members, aspiring commoners either male or female, initially thought the main members of Team B would all be exceptionally skilled, but were surprised to see the team had both young and old.

The youngest, Dugu Xiaojin, was just under four years old, yet reputedly had gathered a Wuji Seal, proving he was genuinely skilled.

However, among the crowd, what was the deal with this exceedingly beautiful woman?

She seemed utterly incapable of binding a chicken, and upon asking around they discovered this woman was Princess Consort Wu.

Clearly, Princess Consort Wu had used her connections to force Prince Wu to grant her the status of a main player, causing some dissatisfaction among the substitutes.

Fortunately, Feng Bailing had long been accustomed to others’ cold words in her past life, and didn’t take it to heart.

There was also no peace among the main players’ team at this time.

Fang Lianhua and Princess Anyang, this pair of sworn enemies and engaged couple, had also arrived early.

Dongfang Li was truly impatient now, urging Princess Anyang.

Princess Anyang had prepared a horse carriage full of luggage and insisted on riding in the same carriage as him. Her behavior did not resemble someone attending the Competition Among Ten Countries at all, but rather like moving house.

Although Dongfang Mosheng could not see anything, sitting alone in a horse carriage, he seemed to have sensed Feng Bailing’s gaze. He acknowledged her direction with a slight nod from across the crowd, then let down the carriage curtains, isolating himself from the world.