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Li Chen still remembered that if Luo Yong had not cheated with the weapon he had given him, Fang Qian might have won the Sword Debate Tournament.

Li Chen raised a hand. "Rise. I didn't expect to see you here."

Fang Qian pressed his forehead to the ground. "Ever since that day, this humble subject has never forgotten Your Majesty's lifesaving grace. I have no way to repay-"

"I'm here on an incognito inspection," Li Chen interrupted, his gaze meaningful. "Since you already know my identity, I imagine you also understand the purpose of my visit?"

Fang Qian had only just stood up when he dropped to his knees again with a thud. "Your Majesty, this humble subject knows his wrongdoing! I should never have come to blows with colleagues from another ministry over a woman. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Li Chen chuckled. "Young men are hot-blooded. I understand."

He patted Fang Qian's shoulder and continued, "I believe your character is as upright as your swordsmanship."

Those words sent a tremor through Fang Qian.

His Majesty not only remembered him, but remembered his swordsmanship too!

He was so moved that his voice choked up. "This humble subject..."

Li Chen abruptly changed the subject, asking gently, "Have you settled into life in the Imperial Capital? Are you eating well? Do you have enough cultivation resources?"

This string of concerned questions left Fang Qian overwhelmed by the favor, while the colleagues around him stared in astonishment.

They exchanged furtive glances, thinking, His Majesty actually holds Fang Qian in such high regard. He'll surely soar to great heights someday!

Such words of concern were not treatment an ordinary subject could expect.

Fang Qian answered respectfully, "Your Majesty, this humble subject is doing well in every respect, and my cultivation resources are sufficient."