Although what Feng Yuan said was a bit misleading, the young man still walked up to Feng Yuan and curiously asked him
"Do you... not feel any pressure?"
Because he had met everyone before, the young man guessed that Feng Yuan should be one of the top twenty winners, especially since his clothes were clearly different from those of the prominent clans.
Smiling, Feng Yuan shook his head and said
"Why would there be pressure? Is this place very dangerous?"
"But if you're not careful..."
"Being too cautious won't allow you to sit in that position."
Glancing at the group of people, Feng Yuan said calmly. They were not on the same level; if they held a grudge over some unintentional mistake, Feng Yuan really doubted whether such people would end up leading their families into ruin.
