"Not bad, not bad. As expected of the Imperial City—even the food tastes better here."
"You're not having any?"
At that moment, Chen Changan was feasting at the most luxurious restaurant in the Imperial City.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Shisan could only shake his head helplessly.
"The Martial Cultivator Grand Competition has already started."
"And you're not even a little worried?"
"You really aren't taking this test seriously, are you?" Zhang Shisan asked with a frown.
"What's there to panic about? I only need to make the top thirty."
"You really aren't eating?"
"Oh, and I want to take a bath later."
He was seriously going to take a bath too?
"Also, go pay the bill."
"Why? I didn't eat a bite. Why should I pay?"
"I don't have any money."
"No money? Then what the hell are you eating for?"
"Who says you can't eat just because you don't have money?"
"This..."
"So stingy. You're really that cheap?"
Cheap?
He actually called him cheap?
"For the past seven years, who fed you while you were in the Martial Extreme Tower? Who gave you water to drink?"
"If it weren't for me, could you have spent seven years training in the Martial Extreme Tower in peace?"
"And you have the nerve to call me cheap?"
Seeing Zhang Shisan in such a furious state, Chen Changan gave him a disdainful look.
"I'm going to take a bath. Wait for me."
Watching Chen Changan walk away, Zhang Shisan let out another helpless sigh.
"Waiter, the bill!"
At the Martial Cultivator Grand Competition venue
On the arena, Chen Changan's opponent was completely baffled.
At such an important event, his opponent had actually shown up late?
"This... So does that mean I win?"
Hearing this, everyone looked toward the Imperial Family.
There had