Training ground, on top of the wall.
A ladder was set up, and Young Master Su was standing on it, watching the battle.
In the dueling arena—
Xie Jingchen was fighting two people by himself.
He wasn't at a disadvantage.
Another man joined in.
Xie Jingchen was now fighting three.
Chu Shun and the others, who had been leisurely eating sunflower seeds, stopped.
"Too much!"
"We're all brothers, and yet his martial arts are this good," said the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo Mansion.
"I really didn't realize my brother-in-law's martial arts were this high, though still slightly below mine," Su Chong said happily.
Chu Shun glanced at him, "Brother Su, you shouldn't praise yourself like that."
Prince NanAn patted Su Chong's shoulder, saying, "Brother Jingchen's internal poison hasn't been completely resolved; once it is, his martial arts might even be better, who knows."
"So, your gap will be even wider than it is now," Su Chong returned the pat on the shoulder.
"...."
