Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Like a long spear, it pierced into his already broken situation.

"Do you remember when I said that our connection might not be for good?"

Feng Tang was taken aback, realizing he had forgotten about that. While forcibly stabilizing the formation and retreating, he replied, "I remember, but what do you mean by that?"

"Your aura is too malevolent."

Snapped!

Another step.

It directly destroyed Feng Tangwen's outermost defense line.

“A...a malevolent aura?” Feng Tang swallowed hard, staring at the chessboard in disbelief, his hands trembling as he played the game.

“Yes, a murderous aura.” Yun Ping’s expression was no longer filled with teasing and mockery; a rare solemnity appeared in the corners of his eyes. “To be precise, it is a murderous aura.”

Snapped!

The chess piece fell to the ground with a thud.

"Your hands are stained with at least a thousand lives."

Feng Tangwen stopped.

His hand, which had been hovering in mid-air, stopped.

Because he knew that he was powerless to change the situation, and the game before him was already a dead end.

But he was no longer troubled by the game. Instead, he raised his head, and a lifeless light shot out from his eyes.

Yunping, bearing that cold, emotionless gaze, curled the corner of his mouth slightly.

He put down the chess piece in his hand.

"If I'm not mistaken, the money you initially used to start your business and build Zuiyanglou..."

"Was it traded for with spiritual roots?"

"Use someone else's spiritual roots."

54. May I touch your trophy?

The room fell silent upon hearing this.

No one cares anymore that Yunping beat an eighth-dan player in Go.

All they cared about was Yunping's words after he made his move.

Some were amazed, some were panicked, some were sneer, and some were smiling.

Feng Tang asked, "That's the one who's smiling."

"Your Excellency is quite the joker. In the entire Outer Palace, there should be no one who doesn't know that I built Zuiyang Tower by selling off a portion of my own assets."

"Really?" Yunping still smiled. "I'm sorry, but I'm not joking. You did indeed kill over a thousand people and took their spiritual roots, exchanging them for money."

"What is your intention in saying such slanderous things?" Feng Tang asked, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"I don't have any particular intention, I just wanted to tell you something—" Yunping stood up, drank the wine in the wine pot in one gulp, and then said, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tangwen sneered, "Heh, I, Feng Tangwen, have always acted with integrity and uprightness. I have never been involved in the underhanded methods you speak of."

"Fine, whatever you say."

Yun Ping uttered these words and casually glanced at Yu Bai Niao, who was slowly standing up not far away.

While he was solving Feng Tangwen's chess game, he also helped Yu Bai Niao solve her game. Fighting two people at the same time is unlikely for others.

However, for Yunping, the chess skills of these two were too poor, so poor that he could win without even using his brain.

Feng Tanghuan seemed to have lost his soul, his unfocused, lifeless eyes staring at the chessboard where the chess pieces were arranged.

We lost again.

Did they lose to Yu Bai Niao?

No, it was the terrifying chess moves that caused it to lose.

It was completely incomprehensible. From the very beginning, it seemed as if he was being designed, with one scheme after another like hundreds of ropes binding his limbs from all sides.

No matter what step you take, you cannot reverse the situation.

Deceptive tactics—this is Feng Tanghuan's specialty.

In what appears to be an ordinary battle, you launch an unexpected attack, luring your opponent into your trap.

That's just his style...

But now...

Yu Bai Niao's chess moves seemed to be tempting him to make mistakes with every move. He mistakenly thought he had seen through a trap, and while trying to avoid it, he stepped into another trap.

The links are all interconnected, and one can never escape this terrible cage.

It was as if the other party was saying—

A deceptive move?

I can easily pull out a whole bunch of those childish things.

Yu Bai Niao breathed a sigh of relief. Faced with this bizarre chess game, neither Feng Tang Huan nor she could solve it.

She silently thanked the owner of that voice; if it weren't for him, she probably would have been doomed.

After she defeated Feng Tanghuan, the first thing she saw when she turned around was Yunping.

Judging from the atmosphere around them, it seemed that a rather unpleasant conflict had occurred.

So she rushed over without even having time to tidy up the chess pieces.

"My benefactor, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Yunping couldn't possibly be in any trouble. "It's just that your boss is being stubborn."

"what?"

Yunping's words immediately angered some of the hot-tempered men in the crowd.

They were all regulars at Zuiyanglou, and what they couldn't tolerate most was anyone trying to make fun of Zuiyanglou's owner, Feng Tangwen.

"Kid, do you know who you're talking to right now? How could the big boss of Zuiyanglou possibly do such a thing?"

"That's right, we've all seen Boss Feng's reputation. What you're saying is absolutely impossible!!"

"Although I only recently arrived, Boss Feng has treated us really well. We trust his character completely."

"Hey buddy, you're not one of those guys from some small restaurant, sent here specifically to smear our boss Feng's reputation, are you?"

……

Yunping glanced around and saw that about 70 percent of the people were on Feng Tangwen's side, firmly believing that Feng Tangwen had not done such a thing.

It seems that Zuiyanglou has truly taken root deep within the Northern Ice Palace.

No wonder Feng Tangwen never wavered at all.

He has a huge customer base supporting him. Even if he has done such things in the past, as long as the other party cannot produce solid evidence, his customer base is his strongest shield.

Yunping? How could someone with nothing break through this shield?

Even Yu Bai Niao, after learning what Yun Ping had said, instinctively covered her mouth, her face full of disbelief.

"My benefactor... are you serious?"

Yunping looked at her with a smile, "What, you don't believe me either?"

Yu Bainiao hesitated for a moment, and after a brief pause, she shook her head. "Although the boss does have a habit of... thinking about profits, he probably wouldn't do something so heinous."

"That's the power of acting skills."

Yunping couldn't help but look up at the sky and sigh.

Upon seeing this scene, Feng Tangwen felt a chill run down his spine, and his expression turned stern.

"Your Excellency, although you are a guest of Bai Niao Le Lian, I have no choice but to punish you a little for slandering me, Feng Tang Wen."

"Slander? When did I slander you? I'm telling the truth."

"The truth?" Recalling the secret room on the fifteenth basement floor of Zuiyang Tower, filled with restrictions and sealing formations, Feng Tangwen felt confident. "I, Feng Tangwen, have never done anything that would be a disgrace to heaven and earth, let alone the kind of demonic deeds you speak of!"

"I, Feng Tangwen, have lived up to the heavens, the earth, and the reputation of my Feng family and the reputation of Zuiyanglou! I despise evil and heretical people to the extreme and will never associate with them!"

Every word he uttered was righteous and impassioned.

Clap clap clap clap—thunderous applause erupted.

As expected of the owner of Zuiyanglou, he has a knack for inspiring people.

Tut tut...

Yunping shook his head, clicked his tongue, and walked up to Feng Tangwen with a look of deep emotion.

A flash of golden light appeared within the storage ring.

Yunping produced a strange, small, golden sculpture. The main subject was a gilded male figure, with four large characters written in neat script below—

[Exclusive for Best Actor]

Yunping smiled and shoved the little golden figure into Feng Tangwen's arms, then suddenly raised his voice.

"Then let's give a round of applause to Mr. Feng, who has the honor of winning the Academy Award for Best Actor!"

Clap clap clap—after saying that, he clapped his hands.

The surroundings were completely silent, with only Yunping's own applause echoing continuously.

The scene was quite awkward, but Yunping himself didn't seem to care and kept clapping, as if he was genuinely praising Feng Tangwen.

Feng Tangwen, holding the small golden trophy with a complicated expression, looked at Yun Ping and asked, "What is the meaning of this, Your Excellency?!"

"It doesn't mean anything by it. I just thought you were good at acting, so I gave you this award."

"Your Excellency!" Feng Tangwen shuddered, his spiritual energy bursting forth. "Stop this nonsense!!"

"Nonsense?"