Chen Mu turned to Chen Xiaojun with a sly smile. "Thanks, Sixth. You deserve plenty of credit for our success this time."
Chen Xiaojun paused, looking puzzled. "What credit? I didn't do anything."
Chen Mu chuckled, sounding exasperated. "Keep pretending! Xixi stepping onto the arena wasn't nearly that simple."
"If she wanted to spar with us, there was plenty of time to do it in private. There was no need to choose an occasion like this."
"We knew you must have been pulling the strings behind it."
Chen Feng nodded and chimed in, "Exactly. And you helped us plan so much, too. Thanks for all the effort. Still, you have an even more important task now."
"Uh, me? What task?" Chen Xiaojun asked, bewildered.
Chen Feng smiled. "Now you need to think hard about how you're going to explain this to the seniors from Sea God Island."
"After all, Xixi stepping onto the arena must have seemed abrupt to them. Even if you have a reason, they'll probably still be unhappy."
Hearing this, Chen Xiaojun scratched his head, his face immediately falling. "Uh, that really is a problem."
Seeing Chen Xiaojun's troubled expression, Chen Mu and Chen Feng could not help laughing.
Chen Mu patted Chen Xiaojun on the shoulder. "Don't worry. We're sure you'll find a way to avoid getting beaten up."
"Our match is over now. It's time to go enjoy the show."
With that, he walked toward the preparation area beside Chen Feng, so close that they looked as though they had their arms around each other's shoulders.
Watching their retreating backs, Chen Xiaojun shook his head helplessly. "Those two really do spare me so much worry."
Suddenly remembering something, he called after Chen Feng and Chen Mu, who were already some distance away. "Fourth, do you