He had just spoken with an extraordinarily arrogant tone, introducing his name and background with a lofty, condescending air, laced with a powerful aura—his clear objective being to deliver a preemptive strike to this owner of the Ethereal Constitution! This was a tactic to subdue the enemy without a fight!

If the other party had shown even the slightest flicker of surprise or astonishment, Zhan Qingfeng would have further manipulated his mind! Never in a million years did he expect the other party to genuinely have never heard his name! Worse yet, he even pitied him, offering unsolicited comfort with a superior, almost fraternal air—this sudden, inverted turn of events gave Zhan Qingfeng the nauseating sensation of punching air. Could it be that he, the dignified eldest young master of the Zhan family, was now going to be taken under someone's wing? Zhan Qingfeng nearly had the urge to rip this owner of the Ethereal Constitution to shreds right then and there! The other's innocent demeanor was the most venomous attack imaginable against someone as excessively proud of his reputation as Zhan Qingfeng!

Miao Xiaomiao was practically bursting into laughter but managed, with great effort, to hold it in. She had clearly seen that if this Mo Junye didn't manage to utterly crush everyone present today, he certainly wouldn't be leaving!

"Insolent! Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to Brother Zhan like that!" The youth in green stepped forward, angrily pointing a finger and cursing.

"Hmm? How did I speak? I find this Brother Zhan quite pleasing to the eye. Perhaps I should agree to take him under my wing? Ah, may I ask who this young master is?"

Young Master Jun watched him with amusement, then suddenly exclaimed with envy, "Wow! Your clothes, esteemed sir, are truly magnificent, utterly breathtaking! Simply stunning! The moment you stepped out, I was suddenly reminded of the bamboo groves in the mountains—such fresh air!"

Jun Molin added with a note of regret, "The only pity is... although this young master is dressed entirely in emerald green, there is still a slight flaw in the perfection." He scrutinized him from every angle, top to bottom.

"Where is the flaw?" the green-clad youth asked huffily.

"The flaw is... it's a shame your hair is black. Ah, if you could wear a hat of the same color on your head, it would surely achieve the effect of 'dotting the eye of the dragon,' instantly making you a legend throughout the entire Illusory Mansion overnight! You should consider it; it would be quite fitting!"

The green-clad youth instantly grasped the implication of the words spoken by the person before him. His entire body trembled, so enraged he wished he could lunge forward and strangle the scoundrel! Wear a hat of that color? Green! Damn it! You're the one wearing a green hat! Your whole family wears green hats! Damn it all! Did he think I couldn't understand the insult?!

"I believe everyone here knows that I am the possessor of the Ethereal Constitution!" But the words that followed from this Eldest Young Master Mo completely infuriated the crowd: "And I also understand that I am the legend in all of your hearts!"

He swished his sleeve with a dramatic flourish, shook his head, his neck turning in a circle, before continuing to sway his head pompously, "Even though this Brother is not often seen in the Jianghu, my legend echoes throughout the Jianghu everywhere! Such great fame, such a burden of fame! This Brother is actually very low-key, truly very low-key..."

Everyone present simultaneously felt an impulse to vomit blood. Seeing this fellow floating along in his self-satisfied demeanor, utterly unaware of his own standing, so complacent and shameless—if not for the heavy object weighing him down, this group might actually be floating up to the heavens on wisps of cloud... For a moment, everyone was panting, each thinking about rushing forward immediately, pinning this shameless creature to the ground, first ** then ** then repeating ** before vigorously beating him with a large sack for a hundred years... This conduct was truly too despicable!

"Young Master Mo speaks truly; as you are now, you are indeed a legend within the Illusory Mansion! The only legend!" Zhan Qingfeng took a deep breath. "However, we all share one common trait: we are extremely practical. We do not believe in mere legends. Naturally, if some legend presumes to stand above us merely because of his supposed legend, having achieved nothing substantial on his own... then, no matter what earth-shattering powers this legend possesses, we will certainly have to experience them firsthand.

"Only when we are genuinely convinced can one truly become a legend, an immortal legend, and thus rightfully become the foremost figure among the younger generation of the Illusory Mansion!" Zhan Qingfeng spoke slowly, his tone carrying a heavy pressure, chillingly stating, "Young Master Mo, I trust you will find these words deeply understandable and agreeable, yes?"

"Agree! I certainly agree! You are absolutely correct," the genius with the Ethereal Constitution smiled widely, nodding repeatedly, then scratched his head, "But, Young Master Zhan, what exactly was that 'legend' thing you mentioned just now? What specifically did it mean? Uh... I apologize, I'm actually not very literate... although I am confident I possess immense talent and learning, but... Young Master Zhan, were you speaking in riddles or just reciting a tongue-twister? It sounded quite smooth, just a little roundabout. I'm slightly confused. Could you perhaps say it again? Heh heh heh..." Miao Xiaomiao seemed truly unable to hold back any longer and finally let out a burst of laughter. This guy was toying with everyone single-handedly, yet his expression was so genuine, so perfectly timed... A genius... An actor, if this world had such an award!

"Didn't understand? What a display of immense talent and learning! Let me explain what my elder brother means: there is currently a simpleton, trash at heart, within the Illusory Mansion, who merely relied on sheer luck. Heaven granted him a good physique, and he now presumes to use that luck to lord over us, utterly ignorant of his place, arrogant and presumptuous! Naturally, we must teach him a harsh lesson!" Zhan Yushu stepped closer, speaking in a dangerously controlled tone!

"Hmph! Who is that person? A piece of trash who climbed up based on his body—how dare he be so audacious!" This 'Mo Junye' feigned righteous indignation, clenching his fists, spitting into his own palm, his killing intent surging, "Beat that ** to death! How dare he look down upon my Brother Zhan! This is utterly intolerable..."

Saying this, he took two steps forward, standing before Zhan Qingfeng, patting his shoulder with infinite sympathy, sighing mournfully, "Brother Zhan, I understand now, I finally grasp your predicament. How tragic! Even an idiot looks down on you... one can only imagine the depths you've sunk to—" Then, this Eldest Young Master Mo pounded his chest, the sound echoing loudly, declaring with boundless heroism, "But don't worry! That is all in the past! I believe that situation can never happen again! Hahaha, because I have arrived! I, Mo Junye, have arrived! Descending here in the guise of a legendary king! From this day forward, you are under my protection! I guarantee you will eat well and drink fine things, and even have plenty of pocket money!" He stomped his foot, as if making a monumental decision, gritting his teeth, "If those bastards dare to look down on you again in the future! Don't hold back, you have your Brother here! Brother has quite the knack for **ing idiots!"

By this point, Zhan Qingfeng's face had turned green, but Jun Moxie wasn't quite finished; he patted Zhan Qingfeng's shoulder with a look of profound lament, sighing deeply, "Today, in order to curry favor with me, you actually hosted such a lavish banquet, even tearing down houses... Although Brother knows you are putting on a brave front, I am still moved on your behalf! Don't worry, if I don't stand up for you, wouldn't that be too heartless?"

What? This idiotic genius was actually attempting to set up a formal claim right here and now, even aspiring to take the foremost young master of the Illusory Mansion as a subordinate! Everyone nearby was speechless, thinking this fellow couldn't possibly be anything other than a complete, brainless fool! Zhan Qingfeng's eyes were starting to glaze over, three dark lines forming on his forehead, his gaze growing increasingly savage! He had always prided himself on his refined demeanor and paid meticulous attention to his image, but now, he felt he could no longer endure it! He had never been insulted like this before! Even an idiot looks down on you... one can only imagine how tragic you are! Following this, no matter how much verbal abuse they heaped upon him, this genius of the Ethereal Constitution truly lived up to his title! With a single sentence, he managed to divert the topic entirely onto Zhan Qingfeng. What began as them cursing him somehow devolved into everyone racking their brains for the most vicious phrases to attack Zhan Qingfeng... This fellow's shamelessness was indeed worthy of being the singular genius of ten thousand years... After an unknown amount of time, everyone finally realized that relying on mere words alone, dealing with this legendary owner of the Ethereal Constitution would be virtually impossible. Although this fellow acted like an idiot, it seemed he wasn't truly one; he had been feigning ignorance from the very beginning. The current situation was extremely subtle: you speak your piece, I speak mine; you curse me, I curse you back; you use veiled insults, I remain silent; you engage in direct confrontation, and I will simply throw a tantrum... Young Master Jun, playing the game of meeting every move with an unmoving defense, was having the time of his life!

"Mo Junye, drop your tiresome theatrics! This Young Master no longer has the interest, nor the time, to waste words with you." Zhan Yushu sat down, panting heavily, taking a deep breath of fresh air. He glanced at his elder brother's expression, then his own face regained its composure: "You are the rumored owner of the Ethereal Constitution. The moment you arrived at the Illusory Mansion, you received boundless favor from many elders! Every senior looks upon you favorably; this is your advantage, one we do not possess. We admit that; we cannot deny it! This is your innate advantage, and while we feel envy and jealousy, we are helpless. We can only attribute it to good fortune!"

"But your sudden arrival has undoubtedly siphoned away too many resources! To speak plainly, those resources are what every one of us has been striving for—they were rightfully ours! Every one of us here has worked diligently for a long time! We were on the verge of success, but with your sudden emergence, everything has begun tilting toward you!"