Meng Chen climbed into the carriage. The official from the Crown Prince's Residence was an astonishingly good driver, keeping the ride both fast and smooth.
The carriage stopped outside the Crown Prince's Residence, where Xue Qinghe was already waiting at the gate.
"Brother Meng, you're finally here!"
As soon as Meng Chen stepped down, Xue Qinghe came forward to greet him. "You reached Heaven Dou City, and the first thing you did wasn't come see me. You've hurt your big brother's feelings."
"I meant to come straight to you, Brother Xue, but I happened to run into Aunt Ye on the way. She took me back to her residence for a visit, so I was delayed a day."
Meng Chen gave him a polite answer.
Xue Qinghe nodded. "Come on, let's talk inside. I've had tea prepared."
They entered the Crown Prince's Residence and made their way to a pavilion by the water.
It was the same pavilion where Meng Chen and Xue Qinghe had met before parting.
A pot of freshly brewed tea sat on the table, just as before. Nothing seemed to have changed.
As Xue Qinghe poured the tea, he asked as if in passing, "Brother Meng, your aura feels much stronger. You seem to have made great progress. What's your Soul Power Level now? You must have advanced quite a bit over these past two years."
Meng Chen smiled and answered without holding back. "Level 90."
Xue Qinghe nearly dropped the teapot.
Level 90?
His talent might even surpass mine!
An unusual glint entered Xue Qinghe's eyes. "Level 90? Then you can become a Titled Douluo now? No one your age has ever become one in the history of the continent."
"Not necessarily. I was just lucky."
Meng Chen spoke modestly.
Xue Qinghe shook his head.