I Don't Want to Be a Big Shot Anymore

Divine Continent, the Great Tang Dynasty.

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.

Two youthful boys, their faces still tender, sat back to back, both gasping for breath, clearly just having finished a fight.

“Old Bai, damn you! You really don’t hold back!”

The boy in dragon robes turned to glare fiercely at Bai Muge, then snapped irritably, “In the whole of the Great Tang, you’re the only one daring enough to hit me like this!”

Bai Muge smiled faintly. “Second Brother, that’s a bit much. Just now, you clearly said we’d fight for real, no holding back!”

“But I didn’t say you could pull a dirty trick and go for—my vital parts!” Little Prince Li Chen cursed, rubbing his lower belly with a pained expression.

From time to time, a hiss of pain escaped him.

Clearly, Bai Muge had hurt him rather badly…

“Ahem, that was an accident…” Bai Muge tried to explain, embarrassed.

There was no helping it—his skills were no match for Li Chen, so he’d had to resort to some underhanded moves. Otherwise, he would have been the one pinned to the ground and beaten.

“Damn you!”

Li Chen was about to launch a sneak attack when, just at that moment, the graceful figure of a beautiful girl approached from outside the Imperial Study.

Li Chen immediately stopped, straightened up, and tried to appear dignified, lest the girl see through him.

“Elder Brother, Brother Mu.”

The girl called out softly, carrying two jars of wine as she entered, her face alight with a smile. “You must be tired from fighting. Here, have a drink