After chatting for a while, Yueyang seemed to feel that he had lost out by revealing such a secret for nothing, so he began to probe intentionally or unintentionally.

"Junior Brother, why is a protective array suddenly being built on Qingfeng Peak? I've never heard of it before on Chonghuo Peak!"

Xiao Feng had no ulterior motives regarding this matter; perhaps he even hoped it would spread as soon as possible.

"Senior brother, the truth is, it's because our mountain is so poor that I think Qingfeng should be renamed Qingpinfeng (Peak of Poverty)!"

Yueyang wasn't stupid. As soon as Xiao Feng said that, he understood the reason for the matter and couldn't help but show a disdainful expression, tentatively asking.

"Junior brother, could it be that you went through all that trouble to build this protective mountain array just so you could charge us for cutting down the bamboo?"

"Making a mountain out of a molehill!"

Yueyang didn't seem to think that spirit stones were that important, and even felt that Xiao Feng's actions were somewhat petty.

Xiao Feng, however, did not refute this at all, but instead smiled and gave an example.

"Senior brother, this is no small matter. Since I came to this sect, I have already taken several thousand spirit stones from senior sister. The income of Qingfeng disciples all depends on the sect's salary!"

"Senior brother, you know that the salary the sect gives us is barely enough to fill the gaps between our teeth. Senior sister has been so good to me, I should repay her in any way I can!"

Upon hearing about Zhao Yuwei's situation, Yue Yang pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with certainty.

"Junior brother, if you put it that way, then I understand!"

As Yueyang spoke, he couldn't help but sigh again.

My junior brother is such a good person!

The changes in Yueyang were so rapid, all for Zhao Yuwei, and Xiao Feng asked with a smile.

"Senior brother, I just don't understand, why are you so obsessed with senior sister? Could it be...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yueyang's face turned bright red, and he spoke with a look of embarrassment.

"Junior brother, I don't want to hide this from you either. Actually, your senior sister and I also had feelings for each other before..."

What! ?

My beautiful and lovely senior sister!

You've already ruined it?

A bolt from the blue struck Xiao Feng's mind, and in that instant, his eyes turned red, like a general who had gone berserk on the battlefield.

"Junior brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing Xiao Feng's state, Yue Yang couldn't help but ask nervously. He had felt fear the moment their eyes met.

Junior brother, are you going to kill me?

"Ahem!" Realizing his lapse in composure, Xiao Feng coughed twice, revealing an apologetic expression: "It's nothing, Senior Brother, I just wanted to ask about your so-called feelings..."

Yueyang's face turned even redder, and like a woman, she slowly lowered her head, her ears turning the color of apples.

"Junior brother, I'm only saying this to you!"

Xiao Feng was speechless, thinking that if this fat otaku in front of him really made a fuss about his senior sister, he would definitely not be polite.

"You have no idea how much suffering my senior brother had to endure to develop this ability to store spiritual energy, especially in the beginning. He had to starve himself to become skinny!"

"Back in the day, my master wouldn't give me any food for ten days and ten nights. If it weren't for Yuwei, I probably would have starved to death long ago!"

"Your senior sister is a good person, I..."

Looking at Yueyang in front of him, Xiao Feng sighed for a moment, then showed a puzzled expression.

That's it?

Just for a roast chicken?

Xiao Feng was speechless, but upon closer reflection, this sincere fellow might actually show great kindness to someone because of a roast chicken from back then.

"And then, senior brother, did you and senior sister not take things any further?"

Xiao Feng asked again tentatively, and Yue Yang's face turned even redder. Looking at the mountain peak right in front of him, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

"Junior brother, you don't understand. Sometimes, true feelings are best appreciated from the sidelines!"

Do you know why I live in the quarters of the menial disciples on Chonghuo Peak?

"It's not because I'm particularly approachable, but because on one of those mountain peaks, I often see your senior sister's heroic figure as she cultivates!"

"Just watching silently is enough!"

Yueyang was deeply moved, while Xiao Feng was completely speechless. What was going on?

Is he a pervert?

This is not a story worth being moved by. Imagine if everyone was secretly watching you every day, observing your every move.

Anyone would be terrified!

Xiao Feng knew that his senior sister was very proud, or perhaps she had no interest in men. Her character stemmed entirely from cultivation or the revival of Qingfeng.

As for these matters of love and romance, my senior sister has never cared about them.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but subtly remind the person in front of him.

"Senior brother, didn't you ever consider that your senior sister's act of kindness back then was just a casual gesture, and she probably had no feelings for you at all!"

This sentence was like stepping on Yueyang's tail; it seriously grabbed Xiao Feng's arm and then started citing examples.

"Junior brother, you probably don't understand at all. This diligence isn't about having a roast chicken; it's about... it's about..."

In his anxiety, Yueyang started to stutter again, saying "the world," but in reality, it was probably because he really couldn't find any evidence that Zhao Yuwei liked him.

Seeing Yueyang sweating profusely, his seemingly naturally hanging hand was actually held upright, as if he was afraid others wouldn't know how nervous he was!

"Alright, senior brother, I understand what you mean. Everyone has their own thoughts. I was just saying it casually!"

Xiao Feng was afraid that the person in front of him would suffocate him, so he couldn't help but take action to save him.

Yueyang smiled and nodded, wiping the sweat from his forehead, a mischievous grin flashing across his face.

"Junior brother, I need your help again!"

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, looking the person in front of him up and down, and felt that there was a hint of ill intent in Yue Yang's smile.

"Senior brother, tell me about it!"

Yueyang started stuttering again, and Xiao Feng said helplessly, "Senior brother, use telepathy!"

As if suddenly remembering something, Yue Yang moved his mind, and the voice entered Xiao Feng's mind.

"Junior brother, you and your senior sister have been together for so long, so Yuwei must trust you a lot. Could you help your senior brother with a few of Yuwei's personal belongings?"

As he spoke, Yueyang deliberately raised an eyebrow.

"It's like a senior brother helping you carry your undergarment!"