Chu Feng muttered.
Ren Tong was still arguing with someone.
He only smiled freely.
He did not take it to heart.
Everybody was entitled to have their own opinion.
He did not force everyone to treat him as a hero.
As long as he had a clear conscience.
He still did not appear.
He floated away.
Chu Feng also wanted to see what this sudden Heavenly Talents Tournament was like.
Of course, Chu Feng could not be bothered to compete with the little fellows.
Well… theoretically speaking, Xuan Chengzi and the others were his peers.
However, in Chu Feng's eyes, it was as if a lifetime had passed.
These people were already too far behind him.
He just wanted to see what these guys had become.
Chu Feng actually did not like this feeling.
If a race wanted to be powerful and forever stand at the peak, it needed a group of like-minded geniuses to work together and improve together, not just Chu Feng alone.
In a few flashes, Chu Feng had already arrived at the central open-air square.
