Tang Fei fell silent for a moment, as if trying to understand his sister’s point of view. Since long ago, he had found it difficult to comprehend the reasons behind this woman’s decisions. Even so, he always respected her. With a softer tone, he spoke again. “Sister, I still don’t understand your way of thinking.” His expression showed restlessness. “If he continues to live out in the open world, I will be the one burdened with guilt. After all, the only true child of our royal father is you. I am merely a boy he picked up from the streets.” Tang Fei’s eyes dimmed slightly as he said those words. “You are the rightful empress of the Tang Empire. I’m just filling your place. So, bring him to the palace, and I’ll announce to the world that Tian Chen is my nephew. I’ll declare that you are my true sister.” But before Tang Fei could continue, Healer Siyo was already looking at him sharply. “Tang Fei, never say that you’re just an adopted child!” she said firmly, her once soft voice n

The entire room fell into silence. The disciples who had been enjoying the little drama earlier now tensed up, and some even took a step back unconsciously. No one dared to breathe too loudly. Mo Bai himself felt frozen, a chill crawling up his spine. Cold sweat dripped down his temples. He wanted to argue, to find a way to explain his words, but his lips felt stiff. The words stuck in his throat. The pressure radiating from the commander of the Holy Guard was so intense that he nearly lost his balance. While Mo Bai was trapped in this awkward situation, the light steps of Tian Chen echoed. He walked calmly, as if entirely unaffected by the tension in the air. The young man stopped beside the Holy Guard commander and looked at him with a relaxed gaze. Simei stood at his side, her face still soft but with a gleam of firmness in her eyes. Tian Chen gave a small nod before speaking in a flat yet confident tone. “Please lead the way, but before I follow, you must first inform Senior Da

After talking for quite a while, Dao Yan finally arrived at Tian Chen’s residence. Upon learning that he was allowed to stay at Healer Siyo’s estate within the palace grounds, Dao Yan was overjoyed, though he felt a slight tinge of embarrassment for accepting such generosity. The residence wasn’t far from Tian Chen’s—only about two hundred meters away. What was even more impressive, however, was the vast training ground behind each of their homes, spanning thousands of meters, providing ample space for cultivation and martial practice. As night fell, the surroundings grew quiet. Simei had parted ways and was now living in the new residence alongside Dao Yan. Meanwhile, inside his home, Tian Chen sat cross-legged, his mind filled with questions. Yet, there was one thing he now truly believed. “Mother… after witnessing all of this, I cannot believe that you’re just an ordinary human.” His eyes shifted to the pills his mother had given him earlier. Even to a fool, these pills were cle

With a single spinning motion, he swung the young man and slammed him to the ground like a sack of sand. The man’s body bounced twice before finally lying still, groaning weakly. All three young men were now sprawled on the ground, gasping for air and unable to get up. Just when they thought Tian Chen had stopped, he leapt forward and kicked their bodies like balls. BAANG! BAANG! BAANG! The three of them were sent flying—landing right at Tang Baiseng’s feet! Twenty spectators who had been watching from a distance fell completely silent. They had come expecting to see Tian Chen get beaten, but now, no one dared to laugh or mock anymore. What they witnessed was something far beyond what they had imagined. “You bastard! How dare you do this to a member of the royal family!” shouted Tang Baiseng. But just as he finished his sentence, Tian Chen was already in front of him—his movement so fast, Tang Baiseng didn’t even realize when he had moved. His sword, still in its sheath, struck

The next second, Emperor Tang soared into the courtyard of Tian Chen’s home. He did not walk, nor did he take steps. He came floating through the air, swift and urgent, his divine aura covering the sky above the palace. The ground beneath him trembled lightly when he landed, a sign of his haste. Emperor Tang’s gaze immediately locked onto his third son. “Tianyi, what are you doing here?! What do you mean by coming here and causing a disturbance?! Are you deliberately trying to stir trouble with young friend Tian Chen?!” The Emperor’s tone was not only firm but filled with restrained fury. His words flew out like a volley of arrows, and Tang Tianyi, who was usually arrogant, suddenly fell silent for a few seconds. But not out of fear. On the contrary, rage exploded within him. He could not believe that his father scolded him first without even hearing his side of the story. “Father! Why are you defending him?! Shouldn’t you first ask why I acted this way toward this beggar?!” Tang