Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Nan Hua knew that there was nothing that they could do to help. They were just children, no connections, no influence, and could only work hard for their future. It was only in the future when they managed to do something would they be able to help.

But… time might not allow them to do so.

The two of them stayed still in front of the quarter. No one talked and they were both thinking how they should solve this problem.

"Hua'er."

Nan Hua raised her head and saw Long Qian Xing walked in their direction. He smiled helplessly in her direction. "Are you worried about your grandfather?"

Worry?

Thinking for a bit, Nan Hua then nodded. This feeling that she was experiencing should be worry.

Long Qian Xing stopped before her hand rubbed her head. "Let the adults do their work and wait like a good child. Grandmother is a good doctor and she'll surely be able to alleviate Old Master Nan's illness."

Nan Hua blinked her eyes. She was looking at Long Qian Xing's dark eyes that were staring back in her direction. It looked like a child that was speaking but the maturity showed in his eyes was that of an adult.

The soul in Long Qian Xing's body was already over twenty years old.

"Mhm," Nan Hua replied softly.

"Young Master Long, Young Miss Nan, Second Young Master Feng, Old Master Nan is calling you inside," a servant came out and greeted them one by one.

"Let's go inside."

Nan Hua nodded and followed Long Qian Xing obediently. Her black obsidian eyes were scanning the room as she noticed that Old Master Nan was resting calmly. His breathing had turned back to normal and his face no longer pale.

Long Qian Xing was not lying to her.

Feng Ao Kuai also heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his grandfather's condition. No matter what, he would never want to see his grandfather hurting and suffering. If only it was possible, he didn't want his grandfather to return to the battlefield anymore.

"Brats, what's with your expression? I'm still healthy!" Old Master Nan chided.

"Yes, Grandfather, you're healthy."

"Yes, Grandfather."

Hearing the two of them answered in equally indifferent tone, Old Master Nan felt a bit helpless. He turned to look at Old Madam Long. "You owe me one less."

"Damn you, do you even still remember how much I owe you back then?" Old Madam Long couldn't help it and chided back.

Old Master Nan snorted. "What, do you already forget how I save your life?"

"I don't forget."

Nan Hua blinked her eyes and saw Long Qian Xing was looking in her direction. She arched her eyebrows as if asking what does he want.

"Grandmother used to go to the battlefield as a doctor. She and Old Master Nan…"

Swing! Prang!

A porcelain was thrown in his direction but Long Qian Xing evaded effortlessly. He looked at his grandmother with arched eyebrows. "Grandmother, do you wish to kill your beloved grandson?"

Beloved grandson?

Old Madam Long really wished to whip this annoying brat. If only they were back at home, she could punish him more. "Hmph, don't go around and leak out the story of my past. Go back home if you don't have any other business here."

"This child afraid that it's impossible, Grandmother. I still had to ensure your safety for your return to the residence." Long Qian Xing smiled.

Feng Ao Kuai looked at the two of them and somehow felt glad that his relationship with his mother was not that bad. It seemed that he had to be more careful around Long Qian Xing in case he would want to take some petty revenge.

Old Master Nan snorted. "They already know that you're a violent woman. There's no need for your grandson to cover up for you."

"What do you mean a violent woman? I'm not violent at all!" Old Madam Long's lips twitched. She snorted and stood up. "I'm going back. Long Qian Xing, you better return to your training. Don't think that just because your study partner can't attend lesson with you today, you can skip training."

"I wouldn't dare, Grandmother."

"Hmph!"

Old Master Nan sighed when he finally saw the two troublemaker left. He looked at his two grandchildren and beckoned for them to come closer. "Grandfather will live a long life, so you two don't have to worry, alright?"

"Yes, Grandfather."

Nan Si Qiao glanced out and saw the other two children come back. Upon seeing their limpid body, her lips twitched. "Ah Luo, Ah Si, what did you do for training just now?"

"We're sparring," Feng Ao Si replied weakly. He actually wanted to say that it was one sided bashing from Long Qian Xing, but he couldn't find any trace of his wound on his body. It made him terribly vexed because even when he and Nan Luo were both lying on the ground, Long Qian Xing was still striding as usual.

Nan Luo was not in any better condition. He thought that he could finally catch up with Long Qian Xing. However, the battle just now told him that he was still very lacking. It annoyed him greatly.

Not only that…

How in the world did that Long Qian Xing beat them up without leaving any trace? He couldn't even complain to his grandfather.

Thus, the two of them were sulking. Their body felt pain all over, but there was no trace at all. They couldn't even say anything about it.

Nan Hua looked at Nan Luo and Feng Ao Si. Her mind faintly recalled the martial arts that existed in the modern world that would target their nerve pain but left no trace. It seemed that Long Qian Xing must be quite proficient in martial arts even before coming here.

No wonder he managed to rise through the ranks so quickly.

"And you two lost." Nan Si Qiao was amused. "Have some rest. I'll make a letter to your father for your return."