Ma Zhibin sighed and said sincerely, "Old Xunzi, I really envy you. Both your sons are so outstanding."
"Fifth on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking, eighth on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking. Damn it, none of our families have had anyone in the top ten for ages, yet both your sons made it."
Chen Xun's face shone with pride as he replied, "I think so too. They really are wonderful."
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Seeing his smug expression, Ma Zhibin could not help saying, "You really don't know modesty. Give you a little sunshine and you bloom; give you a scrap of toilet paper and you stick your ass out."
Chen Xun chuckled. "Hehe, your brother really is happy today."
Ma Zhibin felt a little downhearted at those words. After all, a scene like this easily reminded him of his own son.
Still, Chen Xun's joy proved infectious, and he smiled. "All right, seeing how happy you are today, shouldn't you treat us to a private celebration too?"
How could Chen Xun fail to see what he was after? He wanted to squeeze a little more out of the Chen Clan.
Speaking of which, this "Old Scoundrel" had been working every angle. First he had gone to Chen Xiaojun, then to Ling Yunxiao. He had not even let Ye Xiuxin off.
Nevertheless, Chen Xun answered without hesitation, "Sure, but let's wait until their matches are over before celebrating. Tomorrow, we'll have a proper drinking session. No one goes home sober!"
Ma Zhibin draped an arm over Chen Xun's shoulder and clinked glasses with him, his face beaming. "Then it's settled. No one goes home sober!"
Ning Ze came over too. "You can't leave me out of something like this."
Ma Zhibin slapped Ning Ze's chest. "Why do you have to