C113 A Familiar Smell

The anticipated scene never unfolded. Chen Chu remained standing tall on the martial stage, completely unscathed.

Had it not been for Bai Qingchun's darkening scowl, everyone might have believed they had witnessed a mere illusion.

"How could you possibly have blocked my attack?" Bai Qingchun's face alternated between shades of green and purple, as if he were about to drip with vexation