Xiao Hongchen had barely finished speaking when Meng Hongchen immediately chimed in:
"If you want to show off, just say so. Why are you going on about coming from the people and returning to the people? Do you think you're handsome?"
"Am I not?"
For once, Xiao Hongchen took Meng Hongchen's words without the slightest offense.
Instead, he raised his chin even higher and said with a laugh:
"At fourteen, I won the overall championship of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament. I stood at the very peak among my peers, and even among those a generation older than me."
"Of course I think I'm handsome."
"If you were fourteen too, you'd think you were handsome as well. You might even be more—"
Smack!
Meng Hongchen's long-wound-up slap came crashing down on him.
She had endured enough. There was no need to endure any longer.
"If I were fourteen? I'm your little sister. Don't you know how old I am?"
"No matter. Today is the day I receive the worship and admiration of the masses. I won't hold it against you."
After breaking free of his sister's slap, Xiao Hongchen merely waved a hand, still entirely unconcerned.
"Meng, I know you like to keep a low profile, but you need to recognize something. What we've achieved is era-defining. It is enough to shake the entire continent and be recorded in the Empire's history."
"Future generations will forever remember that it was us who broke Shrek's ten-thousand-year monopoly over the championship. Our names will be sung for generations to come!
"Such a great achievement will never permit us to remain low-key."
"Come on, let the glory of your talent bloom!"
As he spoke, Xiao Hongchen turned his gaze toward Ye Luochen, who had been silently watching from the