Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower



Old Master Nan nodded his head when he saw the two brats were running well. It seemed that these two hadn't forgotten the punishment he would give out in case they dared to slack off. He would not let them off so easily.

"I have seen the report you submitted." Old Master Nan didn't even look at Nan Hua when he talked and still scrutinized the two brats. "There's nothing much we could do but to passively response for the time being. This matter can be left to these brats so that they can learn too."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Nan Hua didn't really expect Fei Yang Kingdom to be able to take care of all the spies either. It would be unrealistic because there were simply too many of such spies around. Not to mention, the development and war still had to go on if they wished to completely conquer other kingdoms.

Old Master Nan then glanced at Nan Hua. "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Grandfather, Brother Long knows."

The air seemed to still at that moment.

Old Master Nan took a few seconds before responding, his voice was somewhat cold. "Long Qian Xing managed to find out."

"Yes, Grandfather." Nan Hua looked at her grandfather calmly. There were not even any ripples within her eyes when she reported the matter as if it was just a small thing.

Old Master Nan looked at his granddaughter's gaze and firmly confirmed that this little lass might be the one who had allowed Long Qian Xing to know. As long as she kept her distance and didn't interact with Long Qian Xing, there was no way that Long Qian Xing would know about her.

He took a deep breath. "Are you sure about this decision, Hua'er?"

"Yes, Grandfather."

"I see." Old Master Nan closed his eyes and looked at his granddaughter deeply. "I'll support you in whatever decision you make. If he dares to bully you, report to me and I'll personally break his legs."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Hou Lin glanced at Old Master Nan and had the feeling that the old master would be very glad to be able to send that young man to the hospital if it was possible. But since they were still in the middle of the war, it would be inappropriate.

Tep!

"We're done!" Feng Ao Si cupped his fist and straightened his posture. After being trained for a long period of time, 10 laps were nothing for him. He had to run on the battlefield for a longer period of time almost every single day.

Old Master Nan glanced at Feng Ao Si. "Starting tomorrow, you'll memorize the rules for battle again. I want to hear you recite the rules fluently!"

"Yes, Grandfather." Feng Ao Si grimaced. The rules that Old Master Nan said was the battle rules that Old Master Nan made for their family. It was something that Old Master Nan made so that these two could learn to grow but didn't lose their bottom line.

In the brutal frontline where they would be seeing the cruelest form of human nature, he didn't want them to be the type of people he despised.

Thus, this set of rules were made.

It might be somewhat childish rule in the eyes of many others, but Old Master Nan wanted his descendant not to become a bloodthirsty person who only knew how to kill without any limit.

"I'm also done!" Nan Luo cupped his fist.

"You'll be resting tomorrow."

"Yes, Grandfather." Nan Luo's eyes lit up. He felt that it was indeed the best option for him after the long battle. Anyway, a day's rest is better than nothing.

"Anything you want to ask after the long battle?" Old Master Nan asked. These two had been roaming on their own for a long time and what he could help was limited. However, when they were meeting each other, he would try to answer if they had any inquiries.

Nan Luo and Feng Ao Si looked at each other.

"You first, Brother Si."

"I only want to ask one thing." Feng Ao Si scratched the back of his head. "What should I do if my opponent is smarter, stronger, and have more soldiers than me?"

Old Master Nan was taken aback by Feng Ao Si's rare intelligent question. He looked at his first grandson deeply before answering, "If you truly can't defeat the other party, you can retreat first and try to figure out the weakness of their army slowly but surely."

Feng Ao Si frowned. "But what if I have to win?"

"If you have to win?" Old Master Nan arched his eyebrows. He then spat out, "In that case, fight with your all and use your strongest point to turn the tide of the battle."

Feng Ao Si looked at his grandfather and frowned. He felt that it didn't really answer his question, but he knew that the situation at the battlefield always changed rapidly. It wouldn't be easy for him to be able to ask accurately about the condition of the battlefield the next time he met someone like that.

Nan Luo glanced at Feng Ao Si and felt that his cousin brother might have met with a person like that before. He then turned to look at his grandfather. "Grandpa, I have a question that's somewhat unrelated to war."

"Yes?"

"It's about Nan Family who migrated to Wei Da Kingdom." Nan Luo blinked his eyes. "Does they hate us?"

Old Master Nan blinked his eyes.

He looked at his youngest grandson and thought for a moment before answering, "They might be unable to accept that they're inferior. You don't have to pay attention to them. Even if they want to latch onto us, they had to have face to do that when they had already severed their relationship decades ago."

Nan Luo could hear the detached and coldness from Old Master Nan's tone. He wisely chose not to talk about this matter again.

Anyway, if those people from Nan Family never appeared before them, there was really no point in worrying about it either.

It would only be a waste of time.