Chapter 30: The General's Replacement!

Xu Wei.

Feng Ao walked over, his gaze fixed on Xu Wei.

Anything?

Hmm, I want to ask you: before you entered the Giant God Camp, your Fist Strength was no more than One Thousand Jin.

How many jin is your Fist Strength now?

Even the Huangpu Instructor learned that Xu Wei's Fist Strength increases by more than 500 jin each day.

Feng Ao still found it hard to believe and couldn't help asking another question.

When those words came out,

everyone was a bit stunned.

especially Wei Yun.

She even thought Feng Ao's mind was completely broken.

What does it have to do with you?

Xu Wei frowned.

Even though Fist Strength isn't a secret, he's not close to Feng Ao, so why should he tell him?

Before Feng Ao could speak, Wei Yun, eager to curry favor with him, spoke first.

What kind of attitude is that?

It's just Fist Strength; Feng Shao, can't you ask?

You don't think your Fist Strength amount is a secret worth keeping, do you?

Right, Feng Shao?

She wore a light smile, thinking she was speaking up for Feng Ao, and that he would give her a grin.

But when she turned her head toward Feng Ao, she found him grinding his teeth and glaring at her.

Wei Yun's heart gave a sudden thump.

She wasn't a fool either.

Seeing Feng's expression, she knew her words must have been off and had offended Feng Ao.

But my words were all aimed at Xu Wei.

There shouldn't be anything that offends Feng Shao, right?

It can't be that Feng Shao hates me for targeting Xu Wei, can it?

Wei Yun was puzzled; after thinking it over, that was the only possibility.

But as soon as that thought appeared, she shook her head.

At the last banquet, Xu Wei refused Feng Ao's invitation.

Feng Ao hadn't even had time to dislike Xu Wei, so how could he be angry because I targeted Xu Wei?

Perhaps I was negligent toward Feng Shao somewhere.

Feng Ao's personality isn't a secret; most people in the Genius Class know it.

He lives up to his name.

He's truly proud!

Wei Yun just felt she might have neglected some detail for Feng Ao.

Which caused Feng Ao to give her no friendly look.

Not a big problem.

Is my Fist Strength a secret? What does it have to do with you? Do you have to keep talking?

Are you his mouth or his dog?

Xu Wei isn't a clay statue; he also has a temper.

Since entering the Giant God Camp, Wei Yun has been targeting him.

In theory, after going our separate ways, you walk your bright road, and I cross my single‑plank bridge.

But this woman still insists on showing off.

Are you even a man, speaking to a girl so harshly?

Do you have any sense of decency?

Wei Yun's complexion changed; she was extremely angry inside.

She was used to being superior—good talent and decent looks.

She couldn't stand anyone saying she wasn't any good.

Enough, Wei Yun, we're all from the same school, after all.

It's not that your words are harsh; would Xu Wei say it like that?

Qian Han couldn't help speaking up.

He had previously considered that everyone was a student of the same school and shared the same teacher, so he didn't want to tear the face, but Wei Yun was indeed over the line.

Qian Han, you!?

Sure enough, things group with their kind and people with their crowd; certain types mingle with certain people.

Feng Shao, you agree, right?

Wei Yun was retorted with a line, and in extreme anger she laughed back.

She stopped looking at Xu Wei and Qian Han, and instead looked at Feng Ao, trying to pull him onto her side.

But who exactly is Feng Ao?

Dammit, your mother's stinky hype, you double‑standard yourself and still want others to lecture you on decency?

"What kind of scum are you? Can't you look at yourself in a mirror?"

Feng Ao was also extremely angry at Xu Wei's attitude.

But she needed him to help fight for first place on the leaderboard, so even if Xu Wei was overly harsh, she could only endure it.

Even to flatter him.

But Wei Yun, that stupid bitch, not only made things worse, she also tried to pull herself onto a side, offending Xu Wei!

Feng Ao had already killed Wei Yun's heart.

Wow.

At this moment, many onlookers were gathered nearby to watch the spectacle.

Seeing Feng Ao's angry scolding of Wei Yun, they were all very surprised.

In fact, not only them.

Even Qian Han and Ji Ye were a bit stunned.

One must know that Wei Yun had always been speaking up for Feng Ao.

But now she was being berated by Feng Ao to the point of being drenched in blood.

It truly was a bit like Zhu Bajie looking in a mirror, being neither inside nor out a proper person.

Wei Yun's complexion shifted between a flush of red and a pallor of white.

If it were another man, she would definitely have snapped back.

But Feng Ao was different.

At home there was a mid‑rank military general.

She didn't even have time to lick, how could she dare to spit?

She didn't dare to confront Feng Ao; her heart still boiled, and she could only look at Xu Wei with a resentful expression.

"It's all because of Xu Wei! When Feng Shao asked you how much Fist Strength you have, couldn't you just answer honestly and be done with it?"

"You just have to bring up other things, so I get scolded by Feng Shao…"