"Talent, something you can't learn," Tian Peng replied provocatively, "Whether I was born in a wolf's den or on the prairie, the result would have been the same."
His words really were provocation incarnate, but aside from talent, they truly couldn't think of a second reason to explain Tian Peng's prowess; he seemed to be born to become the martial arts champion.
The exam had ended, and the candidates had departed, the results would take a few days to be announced.
Just these few simple numbers added up to the total score, yet it would take several days to wait; however, Tian Peng still followed Chai Wei back to the Lord Mansion.
Lord Chai Shao had just come out from the palace; he had just finished speaking with the Emperor.
During these few days of the martial exam, there was nothing else urgent happening within Chang'an, and after morning court, the Emperor had specially kept him behind.