Becoming God Of A Dystopian World

Zhao Luo could feel this pressure that Feng Xiaoya could hardly hide inside him.

But Zhao Luo didn't know the reason behind his sense being so heightened.

Before Zhao Luo could continue his sneaky inspection of the old man, Fen Xiaoya opened his mouth.

"What a cheerful guy. Not even a single drop of arrogance. Interesting."

Feng Xiaoya walked closer to Zhao Luo as he continued talking.

"Even though this isn't my first time meeting a successor candidate, it still is a first meeting someone like you."

Zhao Luo felt glad as he listened to Feng Xiaoya deep praises for him.

"Someone who can flirt like this in front of everyone without even batting an eye. Amazing."

Feng Xiaoya said causing Zhao Luo to be embarrassed as he scratched his head.

'What is this old man talking about?'

Zhao Luo glanced at Fen Xiaoya just to find him smiling with a bright look on his old face.

"It was exhilarating to watch that stubborn Mo Rong eat dirt like this. Nothing less than getting rolled by the actions of a junior."

Feng Xiaoya told Zhao Luo while the others were also listening to him.

'Tap, Tap.'

Feng Xiaoya patted Zhao Luo's shoulder.

"Good job."

"Haha."

Zhao Luo laughed as he heard the 'good job' coming out of the old man's mouth.

"Thank you."

Zhao Luo then replied with a bow of his head.

Feng Xiaoya moved towards Feng Ma and hugged him.

Feng Ma didn't resist.

'Hmm.'

Zhao Luo silently watched them.

He already knew the relationship between them.

'But what's up with that extreme reaction?'

Zhao Luo wondered as he looked at Feng Xiaoya pulling Feng Ma away from his embrace.

"You fool. Does it feel nice to torture an old man?"

Feng Xiaoya scoldingly asked Feng Ma.

Feng Ma shook his head.

"I need to do this."

Feng Ma replied with a hardened voice as though he was holding himself back.

"Just return home soon."

"I will."

Feng Xiaoya moved away while telling Feng Ma about what he wanted and Feng Ma hurriedly replied.

"Guess he hasn't returned to Feng family in a long time."

Zhao Luo mumbled as he didn't find their exchange strange anymore.

'Feng Xiaoya who had lost one of his sons and daughter-in-law by the hand of his other son wanted nothing more than to be together with his grandchildren.

But because of his son, the father of Feng Ma, his wish was falling apart.'

Zhao Luo nodded as his speculations ran wild in his head.

While Zhao Luo was thinking about the matters of the Feng Family, the elder was meeting up with the others.

"It was good to meet you, young man. You are stronger than your peers by a big margin and who knows you may soon surpass the old ones too. But before you surpass our old ones, be careful."

Feng Xiaoya advised Zhao Luo as he gave him a deep look.

'He must be talking about the Mo Family.'

"I will remember your advice."

Zhao Luo replied to the elder as he already realized where the elder was pointing with his advice.

"Good."

"Let's go back."

Feng Xiaoya ordered as he turned around and looked at the other elders.

"Bye, brother."

Feng Mei said while looking at Feng Ma then she turned at Zhao Luo and smiled cutely.

"Bye, Brother Zhao Luo. Don't worry I won't tell Brother Yan."

Feng Ma giggled as she told Zhao Luo.

'What? Does she already know Yan's identity?'

Zhao Luo was shocked for a moment.

His cute sister looked like an evil schemer even though it was for a very short moment but Zhao Luo got cold shivers.

Zhao Luo quickly waved his hand at her as Elder Xiaoya took the Feng Family away.

Then a cold voice entered Zhao Luo's ear.

"Who is this brother Yan?"

Mo Anna coldly asked Zhao Luo with a disappointed tone.

"Umm, you know the brother who was with me at the Sect's entrance exam. That Brother Yan."

Zhao Luo explained and helped Mo Anna remember Yan as the beautiful Brother Yan.

Mo Anna smiled and Zhao Luo knew it instantly as her eyes curved like a beautiful half-moon.

'Huff.'

Zhao Luo took a relieved breath.

While he was standing next to Mo Anna, he couldn't stop himself from remembering Yan, who was none other than Xin Wang's daughter, Xin Yan.

"Ah, we should return now."

Zhao Luo said to the others as he assembled them.

"Yeah, everyone's leaving and the Colosseum will be empty soon."

Si Chen added as he looked around.

The Colosseum was indeed half empty already as most of the spectators had already left.

The ones remaining were either the family of the participating disciples or elders of some particular families who were here to inspect the new batch of outer disciples.

The latter was very surprised by not only Zhao Luo but others too.

As everyone remaining in the Colosseum was busy with something, the Sect Leader Xin Wang along with the Second and third elder, Elder Dousan and Elder Bao Fei appeared on the stage, right in front of Zhao Luo.

"Bow to the Sect Leader and the elders."

"We bow to the Sect Leader and the elders."

Zhao Luo shouted as he clasped his hands and lowered his head while the others followed his actions.

"It's okay. No need to be so formal."

Elder Dousan stepped forwards while shaking his hand.

"I would be damned if I let my friend show me so much respect."

He approached Zhao Luo while blurting out words that shocked the others to the core.

Sect Leader Xin Wang and Third Elder Bao Fei weren't left behind as they also had stunned faces.

Before they thought that Elder Dousan had called Zhao Luo his friend, to pressure Mo Rong but who knew that he will keep up with the act for this long unless he really considered Zhao Luo as an equal and a friend.

"Hahaha, look at their faces."

Elder Dousan told Zhao Luo while making fun of the Sect Leader and the Third Elder.

"Hah."

Zhao Luo hardly let out an awkward laugh.

'Does he want me to be punished?'

He wondered as he looked at the weird expressions on the faces of Feng Ma, Si Chen, and the others.

'Even she is looking at me as if I am a monster.'

Zhao Luo cried out in his mind as he evaded Mo Anna's eyes after looking at her expression.

"Zhao Luo I have some new riddles for you. Do you want to solve them?"

Elder Dousan asked Zhao Luo with a squeaky voice.

"No way!"

Just to be turned down by Zhao Luo in less than a second.

"Sad."

Elder Dousan mumbled but didn't feel bad or anything along the line since he already considered Zhao Luo his friend.

"Zhao Luo, you did well."

The Sect Leader suddenly interrupted.