Inside the inner city of Xijing, Chen Mansion.
Chen Shi leaped up from the bed, shouting, "Chen Tang, this round doesn't count! Let's go again! Chen Tang?"
Heigou walked in, barking at him twice.
"He went to court and hasn't come back yet?"
Only then did Chen Shi notice he was in his room and the day was already bright, figuring Chen Tang must have knocked him out and sent him to bed to rest. Yet there were not the slightest traces of injury on him, and even the spots where Chen Tang had struck him with chopsticks yesterday bore no marks or blood stasis.
On the contrary, after a night's sleep, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed, and the rushing and exhaustion of the past few days were swept clean.
At that moment, Chen Tang returned from court, carrying steamed buns as he walked into the courtyard from outside, greeting a few maidservants and servants to eat breakfast.
Chen Shi immediately rushed out, intending to drag him into another match, but then stopped in his tracks and went to brush his teeth and wash up.
Seeing him become composed, neither arrogant nor impatient, Chen Tang was quite gratified.
After finishing breakfast, Chen Shi still did not seek out Chen Tang to fight again, instead carefully pondering his own shortcomings.
He was currently at the perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm, and last night Chen Tang had used the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm, but the cultivation gap between the two of them actually wasn't that large.
Two cultivators with the same divine embryo practicing the same cultivation technique would have a difference in cultivation that could be said to be like heaven and earth if they were separated by a single realm.
However, the Xiao Lang Emperor Chapter Art that