Isn't this our great painter? You actually know how to come home!!!

The newly built Supreme Elder Hall stood grand and imposing, an air of ancient simplicity and supreme majesty seeping from its carved beams and painted rafters.

The interior of the hall was spacious, elegantly arranged without losing a trace of luxury.

At that moment, Qian Wushuang was seated upright in the armchair at the upper end that represented the status of a supreme elder, holding a cup of fragrant tea and gently blowing at the floating leaves.

"Yo—"

Hearing footsteps coming from outside the hall, Qian Wushuang lifted his eyelids slightly. When he saw the blond young man swaggering in through the main entrance, irritation immediately surged up inside him.

"Well, if it isn't our world-famous great painter? You ran away from home for three months, went off sightseeing and indulging yourself, and you actually still remembered to come back?! How rare!"

Qian Wushuang heavily set the teacup down on the table and gave the newcomer a cold snort in a foul mood.

The person who had walked in was none other than Saint Radiance Douluo, Qian Wuji, who had claimed he was going out to gather inspiration and appreciate the sights of the new era!

Qian Wuji carried a drawing board in his hand, and there was still a flashy golden rose tucked behind his ear.

"Ahem—"

Hearing his elder brother's barbed scolding, Qian Wuji's old face flushed. He awkwardly put away his drawing board and retorted, "Big Brother, you can eat whatever nonsense you want, but you can't talk nonsense!"

"I went out for these three months not to indulge myself or go sightseeing! I was going deep among the common people, investigating the most cutting-edge intelligence of this world!"

Qian Wuji spoke with righteous conviction, swearing it as if it were true, even starting to feel wronged. Others might not understand me, but could it be that even you don't understand me, Big Brother?!

"You?!" Qian Wushuang looked Qian Wuji up and down with suspicion all over his face, then let out a sneer. "Heh, you even know how to find yourself a high-sounding excuse!"

"Something rough like gathering intelligence needs a mighty rank ninety-nine Peerless Douluo like you to do it? Showing off, are you?"

"Our Spirit Hall's intelligence network is unmatched under heaven, with informants spread across every corner of the entire continent. Do we still need you, a Peerless Douluo, to go out and show your face?!"

"If you went out to enjoy yourself, then say you went out to enjoy yourself. What, our Qian family's great painter dares to do it but doesn't dare admit it?!"

After being mercilessly exposed by his elder brother, Qian Wuji did not get annoyed. Instead, he skillfully walked over to the chair beside him and sat down, smiling as he poured himself a cup of tea.

"Big Brother, where is that coming from? Why can't your little brother understand a word of it?"

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing! I wasn't completely empty-handed during these three months out there!"

Qian Wushuang propped his chin on one hand, leaned forward slightly, and curved his lips into a playful smile. "Oh? Is that so? Then Big Brother will have to hear what earth-shattering discovery you, a Peerless Douluo, personally went out and made!"

Qian Wuji put away his casual, sloppy manner. His expression turned serious, and he lowered his voice as though sharing some little secret.

"Big Brother, I discovered that the two great empires of this era are simply pitifully weak. It wouldn't even be too much to call them paper tigers, strong on the outside and hollow within!"

"Hmm?!" Qian Wushuang raised an eyebrow and asked back in some surprise, "You needed to run around outside for three months to find that out? When have the two great empires ever truly surpassed our Spirit Hall in top-tier combat strength?"

"Big Brother, it's not what you think. The moment you opened your mouth, I knew that after your resurrection, you definitely hadn't gained a deep understanding of this era's specific situation!"

Hearing this, Qian Wushuang nodded slightly.

In the months since his resurrection, his thoughts had all been on those two great-grandsons of his. He truly had not read much of the records from this era. Even though Spirit Hall had the most complete information, he had not looked through it.

"Then tell me carefully. Just what did you discover on this trip out?"

Qian Wuji thought for a moment, organized his words, and said in a low voice, "The two great empires of this era aren't merely weak anymore. They're feeble to the extreme!"

"Feeble to the extreme? Don't tell me an enormous empire like that doesn't even have a single Titled Douluo?"

Qian Wushuang smiled faintly, feeling that this was somewhat exaggerated.

"Exactly! Big Brother, you really hit the mark. They don't even have a single Titled Douluo. It's that absurd!"

Qian Wuji's tone was filled with disbelief. "Do you know? The Heaven Dou imperial family has such vast territory and so many resources, yet they don't even have a single Titled Douluo guest elder willing to serve them. Forget Titled Douluo—even their Soul Douluo guest elders are pitifully few!"

"What I'm talking about are Soul Douluo guest elders who truly belong to the Heaven Dou imperial family and are directly under their control. Their number doesn't exceed what you can count on two hands!"

"Hiss—"

Qian Wushuang frowned and said in great surprise, "The Heaven Dou imperial family's White Swan martial soul indeed has no real combat ability, and its upper limit is pitifully low."

"But winning people over with resources and noble titles has always been their specialty. How could they have grown weak to this extent? Truly, each generation is worse than the last!"

"Big Brother, that's not even the most absurd part. Heh heh~"

Qian Wuji showed a lewd smile that all men would understand and said awkwardly, "You might not believe it if I said it, but to verify the accuracy of the information..."

"A few days ago, I even secretly snuck into the imperial palace of the Heaven Dou Empire. I wandered around inside, and there wasn't a single soul master who could detect my aura."

"The palace treasury was as easy for me to enter as my own back garden. Let's not talk about anything else—this little emperor..."

"Heh heh~ His cultivation isn't much, but he sure knows how to play around."

"You..." Hearing this, Qian Wushuang's face abruptly darkened. He glared at him and scolded him with righteous indignation.

"Our Qian family has inherited the Six-Winged Angel martial soul for generations and has always acted openly and honorably. How could you... sneak off in the middle of the night to steal someone else's imperial consorts?! Little brother, I think you really were starving."

"Pfft—"

"Ahem—"

The mouthful of hot tea Qian Wuji had just drunk sprayed straight out, nearly choking him to death.

He widened his eyes and said in righteous fury, "Big Brother, what wire in your head got crossed? What kind of logic is that?"

"When did I say I went to steal someone's imperial consorts? I was investigating the palace's defensive forces. Isn't your focus just a tiny bit off?"

"And besides, how could you slander my innocence? Big Brother, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"Hmm? Don't tell me you sneaked into the palace in the middle of the night just to stroll around? You didn't do anything?"

Qian Wushuang rubbed his chin, looking at Qian Wuji with deeply suspicious eyes, and said, "That doesn't sound like your style when you were young, little brother!"

"Weren't you known as the Romantic Young Master back then?"

Qian Wuji: "..."

There was no carrying on this conversation. This really was his own brother, exposing his dirty laundry without the slightest mercy. Back then, he had just been young and ignorant, hadn't he?

In his twenties and that powerful—only human nature.

"Hahahahaha." Seeing his younger brother left speechless, Qian Wushuang finally couldn't help bursting into laughter and said, "All right, little brother, don't sulk. I was just joking with you. Aside from the Heaven Dou Empire, how are things over in the Star Luo Empire?"