"Brother's the best!"

"Haha! I told you Chu Feng could win! That Zhou Hong might look imposing, but that's all just a facade!"

"Che! You can say that in hindsight, of course, but who was the one who predicted that Chu Feng would lose because wind was weak against fire?"

The praise and murmurs from the nearby onlookers left Chu Feng preening, and he returned to the Chu delegation with a smile. 

In truth, Zhou Hong and Chu Feng were equals in terms of strength, but compared to Chu Feng, Zhou Hong didn't expend much effort on hunting; he would do just enough to qualify for gene fragments from the kill. His team did much of the work, whereas he sat back and reaped the rewards.

On the other hand, Chu Feng...