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The Chang'an Great Soul Arena stood in the bustling heart of Chang'an City, a towering building of magnificent grandeur.
An opulently decorated hall came into view.
Strings of seven-treasure ornaments hung beneath the vaulted ceiling, every bead round and full.
Seventy-two glazed glass lamps lit the gilded hall as brilliantly as daylight, while bronze beast heads breathed out curling wisps of sandalwood incense.
Chen Xiaojun stood tall and straight. As he cupped his hands in greeting, his robes fluttered in the breeze with a crisp rustle.
His eyes shone like stars, and his gaze seemed to hold keen Sword Qi. "Sorry for all the trouble this visit has caused you, Grandpa Rulong."
Ma Rulong hurriedly waved a hand, his face full of kindly smiles. "You child, why stand on ceremony with me?"
"It's an honor for me to do my part for you and Chang'an Academy."
"Still, this little favor is about all I can help with."
Chen Xiaojun bowed slightly and said sincerely, "You're being modest, Grandpa Rulong. You've already done so much for me, the Chen Clan, and the academy. I'll always remember your kindness."
Ma Rulong patted Chen Xiaojun on the shoulder. "It's only what I should do. Well, Grandpa Ma has something to attend to, so I'll be off."
Chen Xiaojun replied respectfully, "Take care, Grandpa Rulong."
Then Ma Rulong looked at Ma Liang and Ma Wencai, who stood nearby. "Xiao Liang, Wencai, work hard under Xiaojun. Put on a good performance in this Mainland Elite Tournament and spread the fame of our Ma Family."
Ma Liang and Ma Wencai immediately straightened their backs and answered in unison, "Yes, Fourth Uncle Public."
After Ma Rulong left, Chen Xiaojun clapped softly to draw everyone's attention.
He turned toward the others, who sat