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At the edge of the arena, Chen Mu watched Xue Shiming standing proudly within it. He rubbed his chin, realization dawning on his face. "Hey, so that's what's going on!"
"So His Highness, the prince of Heaven Dou... is volunteering to play the shill?!"
Chen Mu was quick-witted enough to work out the connections, but his easygoing, irrepressible nature often left his reactions half a beat behind. He had something of the "belated wisdom" of Chen Gong of the Three Kingdoms, always savoring the implications only after the fact.
Zhu Wuneng grumbled indignantly, "Isn't he stealing Old Zhu's livelihood? I'm the expert at this sort of work!"
Chen Xiaojun watched the arena calmly, his tone unruffled. "Xue Shiming may be the loser, but he represents more than himself."
"He fought on behalf of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. How many resources and hopes did the Imperial Capital invest in his winning the championship? He bears the glory of the entire Heaven Dou Imperial Family and Heaven Dou City on his shoulders."
"Xiao Yi's strength is so transcendent that she's like a deity descending into the mortal world. His defeat was inevitable."
"But for him, it's especially important to find a more reasonable, more dignified, more 'solid' explanation for this defeat, so that the Academy's enormous investment and the Imperial Capital's expectations don't seem to have amounted to nothing."
Chen Mu slapped his thigh, as though everything had finally clicked. "Oh! I get it. Isn't that just shirking responsibility in a roundabout way?"
"Dump the blame on someone even more unshakable, someone with an extremely lofty reputation, and everyone feels a little better."
Chen Xiaojun nodded slightly and added, "That's the first reason."
"Second, as you know, the Chen