Watching Lin Feng's team fade into the distance, Old Sneaky muttered to himself.

Top-tier lineup!

Even in the Professional Alliance, it's hard to put together such a top-tier configuration.

No wonder these rookies fought so hard over the two slots—even he was tempted.

Too bad they're a bit too weak.

...

Leaving the cafeteria, Lin Feng and the crew headed toward the dorms.

"Brother Feng, what's your relationship with Minister Yang?" Dong Yunan asked curiously on the way.

"Didn't Gao Hai tell you?" Lin Feng replied.

"Gao Hai knows?"

Dong Yunan was surprised. She immediately jumped in front of Gao Hai and grabbed his belly, "Seriously, Gao Hai? We cracked our brains trying to figure it out for so long, and you knew but didn't say a word!"

Gao Hai glanced at Lin Feng, first surprised, then helpless.

Growing up together, Gao Hai was in on the secret.

He knew even better how much Lin Feng rejected and resented that man.

Back when the three of them hung out, sometimes Ya Ge would bring it up without thinking.

Every time, whenever someone mentioned the Yang Race or that man, Lin Feng would go quiet, face dark as a storm cloud.

Sometimes he'd even lose his temper, and then be in a funk for days.

After a while, Ya Ge didn't dare talk about it anymore.

Even Ya Ge didn't dare—how could he?

Ya Ge was his girlfriend, Lin Feng spoiled her. She got away with saying stuff.

Gao Hai figured if he talked, he'd probably get his ass kicked.

So to see Lin Feng treat it differently now—Gao Hai was genuinely surprised.

"Gao Hai, spit it out, or I'll burst your fat belly!"

Dong Yunan kept squeezing Gao Hai's belly, both hands working hard, making three rolls out of his gut.

"Quit it, just ask Brother Feng yourself."

Gao Hai quickly dodged; Dong Yunan was trying hard, but it didn't hurt—not really. But damn, it tickled.

"Brother Feng, so what's your relationship?"

Seeing Gao Hai dead set on keeping quiet, Dong Yunan finally let go of his belly meat and turned to Lin Feng.

Are you guys family?

Or did something happen between you two?

Dong Yunan's gossipy little mind was spinning.

And Yang Fan, the Alliance Leader of all gossip, was clearly curious too.

They seemed like two totally unrelated people.

And Lin Feng seemed to avoid Yang Ningbing.

"No reason to keep secrets. I'm the abandoned bastard son of the Yang Race,"

Lin Feng said flatly, his calm tone made everyone jump in shock.

Bastard son?

"Uh...."

Dong Yunan's gossip-loving face froze up. Now she finally understood why Gao Hai kept his mouth shut.

Not lovers, but brother and sister!

So that's what Yang Ningbing meant by 'our own.'

All that gossip for nothing.

"Brother Feng's not pissed, is he?"

Little Sister Dong carefully watched Lin Feng's expression. It was so dark out, even with the lights, she couldn't really see, and was a little anxious.

"Brother Feng?"

Yun Kai's face changed a bit. He'd learned about Lin Feng's family stuff from the Martial Artist forums.

After Lin Feng clinched top marks in the college entrance exam, the media tore into his background even more.

But who would've thought he had this identity too?

Bastard son of the Glory Race!

And abandoned, no less?

Obviously, after Lin Feng became top scorer and showed off his freakish Martial Arts talent, the Yang Race now wants him back!

"So that's the reason?"

Yun Kai finally got it.

He'd always felt like Lin Feng was running from something.

Lin Feng never showed it, but sometimes, just for a split second, his eyes looked lost and anxious.

Like someone was right behind him, chasing him!

Pushing him to run and run, never able to stop.

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