At this time, it was the second day.

In the dilapidated room in Tiandu City, Feng Yan sat cross-legged and slowly opened his eyes.

Feng Yan was not aware of the fact that Mrs. Ji saw his falsehood at all, and his vision was low. He didn't know how Mrs. Ji existed. If Feng Yan knew that Mrs. Ji was not able to discover the breath of "Yan" and knew that he was making a mysterious mistake, he would definitely be shocked.

"When Tianyu was leaving, he kept winking at me and asked me to go to the killing ground later. I wanted to see what he wanted to do."

Feng Yan stood up and slowly walked towards the killing field.

Outside the killing field, the person in charge, Feng Yuan, had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Feng Yan, he hurriedly came up and said respectfully: "Mr. Yanfeng, you are finally here. The third prince has ordered you to wait for you here since yesterday."

"Oh?" Feng Yan was slightly surprised.

Did you start waiting yesterday?

"In this way, I'm so annoying Mr. Yuan." Feng Yan chuckled.

"You're welcome, this is right." Feng Yuan was frightened and said immediately: "Mr. Yanfeng, follow me in. The third prince has been waiting for you."

"Yes." Feng Yan nodded.

In a VIP room in the killing field.

"Mr. Yanfeng, you are finally here." Duan Tianyu sat anxiously opposite Feng Yan. At this moment, the entire VIP room only had the two of them.

Yesterday Duan Tianyu asked Yanfeng to come late, which meant that Yanfeng came here in the afternoon or evening, but unexpectedly, Feng Yan dragged it to the next day, which also made Duan Tianyu wait anxiously all night.

"Haha, sorry, I have been waiting for the third prince for a long time, but it was difficult to get off the stage when the third prince did what he did yesterday. He was scolded by the teacher and was in a bad mood, so he didn't come out again yesterday." Feng Yan said lightly. Duan Tianyu also heard Feng Yan's dissatisfaction with him from Feng Yan's words.

He also understands.

Yesterday, Yan Feng pleaded for him, and the "Yan" agreed to exchange the eighth-grade Tianyuan Pill with him, but he didn't expect that in the end he was unwilling to exchange, which made Yan Feng very embarrassed.

"Mr. Yanfeng, please don't be surprised. I have to do that yesterday." Duan Tianyu said with a wry smile.

"I had no choice but to do it?" Feng Yan sneered: "Third Highness, I don't want to mention what happened yesterday. I don't know what you want me to go to the killing ground to do?"

Feng Yan went straight to the topic.

Duan Tianyu also looked tighter, and then said solemnly: "Mr. Yanfeng, in fact, I am willing to exchange the eighth-grade Tianyuan Pill with Senior Yan in "Three Styles of Pointing Heaven".

"Huh?" Feng Yan's expression changed and he drank, "Then why did you refuse yesterday? Is it because you were deliberately trying to fool me and my master and apprentice?"

"Don't dare, don't dare." Duan Tianyu shook his head repeatedly, then smiled bitterly, "Mr. Yanfeng, I have no choice but to do this. You know, not only me were present yesterday, but also the Feng family and the Song family, and more importantly, Tang Yuan is there too!"

"Oh?" Feng Yan frowned and listened quietly.

"Mr. Yanfeng, you should also know the importance of the "Three Styles of the Sky" to my royal family. If my father and the elders of the royal family knew that I used the "Three Styles of the Sky" to exchange for the eighth-grade Tianyuan Pill with Senior Yan, then I would definitely die. So, I can only refuse. Of course, that is only on the surface, as for the secret..."

Duan Tianyu didn't finish his words, but Feng Yan already understood what Duan Tianyu meant.

In terms of fame... it is indeed impossible to deal with him in front of Feng Zhenxin, Song Ming and Tang Yuan.

Because I am afraid of spreading it.

Feng Zhenxin and Song Ming were fine, but Duan Tianyu's identity could still be shocked. But Tang Yuan... was strong and had a strong background, and didn't care about his identity as the third prince at all. In addition, he was not strict in his tone, so it was easy to spread the story of Duan Tianyu's dealings with him.

Therefore, Duan Tianyu is talking to him alone now, trying to trade in secret!

"So that's it. I'm talking about it and doing another secretly. Tianyu was quite scheming." Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Feng Yan's face.

"I already understand what the Third Prince means." Feng Yan looked at Duan Tianyu and chuckled: "It turns out that the Third Prince wants to trade secretly. I thought the Third Prince didn't care about the throne?"

Duan Tianyu smiled bitterly. How important is the throne to him? How could he give up?

He also tried his best, and he was willing to become a traitor of the royal family to exchange the "Three Styles of Breaking the Sky". Once successful, he is likely to become the next emperor. Even if someone finds out this matter, it will be irrelevant.

"It's natural for the Third Prince to be willing to trade, but..." Feng Yan's voice changed, which shocked Duan Tianyu and asked, "What's it?"

"Oh." Feng Yan sighed lightly and said, "Third Highness, you don't know the temper of my teacher. You have rejected the teacher once yesterday, and today you take the initiative to trade. Isn't this clearly playing tricks on my teacher? It would be strange if my teacher doesn't kill you!"

Duan Tianyu looked ugly, and he thought of this, so he anxiously asked Feng Yan to come and discuss it immediately yesterday. Who knew that Feng Yan had dragged him all night.

"Mr. Yanfeng, what should I do?" Duan Tianyu looked at Feng Yan with a pleading look, without the demeanor of the third prince.

"Well..." Feng Yan frowned deliberately and pondered for a while.

Seeing this, Duan Tianyu felt even more anxious.

After a while, Feng Yan's eyes suddenly lit up. "I have it!"

"Mr. Yanfeng, is there any way?" Duan Tianyu looked happy and asked.

"Well." Feng Yan nodded: "I know some things about the teacher. If you want the teacher to put down your airs and refine the eighth-grade Tianyuan Pill for you, in addition to exchanging the "Three Styles of the Sky", you can do one more thing for the teacher."

"Doing things? What's the matter?" Duan Tianyu looked anxious.

At this point, not to mention it is a matter, I am afraid that even ten or hundreds of items will do it without hesitation.

Feng Yan smiled strangely and said two words gently. "Feng Family!"

"Feng Family?" Duan Tianyu was stunned.

"My teacher, I owe the Feng family a favor." Feng Yan said in a deep voice.

Duan Tianyu's eyes suddenly widened.
Chapter completed!