18C.MICBIZ

"Mother, it\'s not always."

"Most of the time."

Feng Ao Si pursed his lips and really couldn\'t find anything else to retort. He could only look at the two people in front of him, who were still fighting continuously. From the way it looked like, Nan Hua didn\'t have any difficulties to guess what Feng Ao Kuai was planning and prepared her counterattack in time.

The two of them continued to fight again and again. Even as lunch time passed and the sun sets, the two of them were still fighting.

In the end, Feng Ao Kuai was the first one to stop. He stood at a distance away from Nan Hua. "Tell me, how did you find out?"

How?

Nan Hua had countless fights against those who fought dirty and often used those tricks herself. As a result, she had already developed her own counterattack to make sure that she would be able to escape unscathed.

"It\'s not hard to guess."

"Really?" Feng Ao Kuai furrowed his eyebrows. He had been racking his brains and even asked his father\'s help as he tried to create his attack pattern that was hard to guess. But in the end, it was useless against Nan Hua.

Nan Hua tilted her head. "Not everyone will be able to guess, but you might need more time before going to the battlefield."

His height… put him at utter disadvantage.

Feng Ao Kuai laughed dryly. He was quite short for 10 years old brat. Even though he would turn 11 not long from now, his height might not change that much for the time being. He could only bid his time or use his chance to grow stronger through another method.

"Thank you for showing mercy to me. I\'ll think of the methods to counter it. Can I challenge you again later?" Feng Ao Kuai asked.

Nan Hua nodded. "Yes."

"Thank you!"

Slowly, Nan Hua walked towards Feng Ao Kuai and whispered, "Analyze the current military state of Fei Yang Kingdom and show it to me."

"Ok."

Feng Ao Si felt annoyed when he saw this. "How do you even manage to breath evenly after all of that?"

Nan Hua raised her head then look at Old Master Nan. "Because it\'s necessary?"

Bletak!

Old Master Nan hit Feng Ao Si\'s head. He glared at his grandson. "Do you really think that you can stop to eat when you\'re at the battlefield? You can only eat at the morning at night because there\'s no way that you can stop in between."

Feng Ao Si was holding his head while Nan Luo was silently gloating. To think that there would be a day when the one who got beaten up was not him but his cousin. He felt happy when he watched this scene.

Nan Si Qiao shook her head. "You brats can stay here for now. I\'ll prepare the food."

"Yes, Mother (Aunt)."

Old Master Nan snorted. He then glanced at Feng Ao Kuai. "What actually makes your brother wants to challenge Hua\'er in the first place? He\'s not so impulsive before to the point of baring his fangs to just everyone."

Feng Ao Kuai turned to look at Nan Hua and seeing her nod, he told the truth. "I tell him that I\'ll be following Hua\'er."

"I can\'t accept it!" Feng Ao Si shouted.

"What? I\'m going to the be first one to follow her. How come you join the queue?" Nan Luo jumped up and protested.

Feng Ao Kuai arched his eyebrows. "With just your skill?"

"Come here and fight me if you dare!"

"I don\'t mind."

Soon, the sound of battle echoed once more. Nan Si Qiao, who wanted to call them, finally sighed and eat first. She could guess that they would not be finishing their battle anytime soon.

Feng Ao Kuai easily defeated Nan Luo. While Nan Luo had seen his trick before, Nan Luo still couldn\'t react properly and ended up losing miserably. He looked at Feng Ao Kuai with annoyance.

"I\'m the first," Feng Ao Kuai declared.

"When I can defeat you, I\'ll be the first!" Nan Luo shouted.

Feng Ao Si glared at the two of them then at Nan Hua. "Why the hell are you two following her? She can\'t even defeat me!"

Bletak!

"What do you mean by she can\'t defeat you, huh? Do you know that she had purposely missed her target when she was fighting against you before? If she hadn\'t done that, you would have long ended up dead!"

"What?"

"Think about it, how many times your neck got hit, your shoulder got hit, then your stomac…."

As Old Master Nan lectured Feng Ao Si, the other three slipped away to eat. They were already famished. While Nan Luo only fought for an extremely short period of time, he had learned a lot just from watching.

Nan Si Qiao was speechless when she saw them got out while leaving Feng Ao Si behind.

"Brother is still being lectured," Feng Ao Kuai informed his mother.

"Serve him right." Nan Si Qiao snorted. She then turned to look at Nan Hua, feeling a bit worried. "Are you tired? I\'m planning on having you learn a bit about poetry with Ah Si."

Nan Hua shook her head. It was as good as exercise for her. She wouldn\'t have any problem to do some exercise regarding poetry after this.

"That\'s good."

"Eat a lot first, Hua\'er!"

"That\'s mine."

"What? You\'re not happy that I take it for Hua\'er?"

Feng Ao Kuai glared at Nan Luo but since it ended in Nan Hua\'s plate, he didn\'t object anymore.

Nan Si Qiao noticed the strange scene in front of her and felt that there was something that she had missed. Her son was a proud young man. It was something that she had long known. Seeing Feng Ao Kuai relented to Nan Luo and Nan Hua made her wonder what could have possibly happened.

Though, she was not in the mood to ask when she saw Feng Ao Si finally came out with a big bump on his head.

He ended up getting another lecture from his mother.

Nan Luo snickered. He mouthed out, \'Serve you right.\'

Feng Ao Si glared.

Feng Ao Kuai ignored his older brother\'s reaction as he focused on eating. Fighting for such a long period of time was still hard for him. Not to mention, his muscles were tired after forcing several extreme parry against Nan Hua just now.

Nan Si Qiao narrowed her eyes. "If you\'re so happy, how about if I make the lessons for the four of you instead?"

Nan Luo was stumped. "Aunt, I\'m…"

"Mother, I\'m a bit tired."

"You can say that you\'re tired when Hua\'er didn\'t say that she\'s tired?" Nan Si Qiao asked with narrowed eyes. She had watched as Nan Hua fought against her two sons and didn\'t even complain.

Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai was speechless. They couldn\'t possibly blame Nan Hua, so they could only lament on their bad luck as they followed Nan Si Qiao to have lessons together on poetry.

The four of them suffered a lot.

Late at night.

"Old Master, Miss Nan is here to see you," the servant announced when he saw Nan Hua walked to Old Master\'s study room.

"Let her in."

The door opened and Nan Hua walked inside. After the \'torture\' of poetry lesson by Nan Si Qiao, all of them rushed to their respective quarter to rest. They could only complain internally about Nan Si Qiao\'s ruthless lesson as they didn\'t want to learn about it ever again in their entire life.

Once is more than enough.

Old Master Nan smiled as he saw Nan Hua. He patted the place beside his seat. "Come here, Hua\'er."

"Grandfather," Nan Hua greeted obediently and then sat down beside him. Her dark obsidian eyes scanned the reports that Old Master Nan was reading once before focusing her attention on him. "I would like to visit Heng Xing City."

"Heng Xing City?" Old Master Nan repeated. From the report given to him from Hou Lin, he knew very well that it was the location of Dark Moon Organization Branch.

It was one of the few places that no one would dare to come easily.

Nan Hua nodded.

"Do you plan to make the city yours?" Old Master Nan laughed faintly and rubbed his granddaughter\'s head tenderly. She was fighting so valiantly just now, but he still could only see her as his obedient granddaughter. No matter how good she was, she would always be his little granddaughter.

Nan Hua tilted her head. "More or less?"

"I really wonder what\'s in that little head of yours." While Nan Hua still allowed him to know through the report from Hou Lin, Nan Hua made no effort of explaining her plan to him. This made Old Master Nan felt a bit vexed and at the same time, he really wished that he could be there for his little granddaughter.

She grew up too fast.

Nan Hua looked at her grandfather. She knew that he wanted to know her plan, but if she told him, she might need to explain more things that shouldn\'t be said. How could she possibly say to him that she was not his granddaughter but instead someone from the future?

She had already treated herself as Nan Hua.