Chen Mo observed the scene before him with a calculated gaze, taking stock of the aftermath that had unfolded. Shin's form stood resolute by his side, the once-violent fluctuations of his qi now stabilized, a testament to his rapid adaptation and burgeoning prowess. A faint smile tugged at the corners of Chen Mo's lips as he acknowledged the boy's innate talent for accelerated learning, having reversed the tides of battle through sheer tenacity and instinctive combat acuity.
Shifting his focus to the so-called "princess," Chen Mo let the weight of his gaze settle upon her, his voice carrying a subtle undercurrent of authority as he spoke. "Now then, where were we?"
