While Chen Xiaoji felt horrible, his grandfather Chen Nantian was even worse off. He had seen his most beloved grandson horribly humiliated twice by Tianming through the projection. Now, his face was so sunken it looked like it had been smashed in by a brick.

It was the same with Gongsun Shengji. His son's performance wasn't any bit better, especially with how haggard he looked when he had rolled and crawled away at the end. The two of them looked at each other in shame.

"Chen Xiaoji really performed embarrassingly," Chen Nantian said with his head lowered.

"It's the same with Chi'er. He's too weak," said Gongsun Shengji.

"Don't take it to heart, you two. All an old man like me can say is this pentabane son of Li Wudi really broadened our horizons," Su Yunzhi said with a furrowed brow.

"From Li Xuanchen to Su Yiran, and now Chen Xiaoji and Gongsun Chi, Li Tianming's rate of improvement...