The night passed without any other disturbance.
The only disturbance occurred when it was morning and Nan Luo kept on asking for a fight with Feng Ao Kuai. In the end, their fight ended with the two of them racing towards Wind City with horses. The carriage would follow them from the back with enough pace to make sure that they would not be left behind.
Old Master Nan's lips twitched when he saw the two of them racing against each other. His grandchildren were so childish.
Uh, wait, they were still 10 and 11 years old respectively.
There was nothing wrong with them being childish.
"Little Junior, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Shan Yu asked. He was steering the carriage and since the carriage was riding beside Nan Hua, he could see the young girl inside. Well, not literally see since there was a cover in the window.
Nan Hua glanced out. "I'm fine, Third Senior Brother."
"That's good." Shan Yu smiled. "If you have time, I would like to show you around Wind City."
Show her around?
"In that case, I thank you for your hospitality, Third Senior Brother."
Shan Yu nodded then looked at the front where the two children were still frantically galloping on top of the horse. He was really wondering whether they could really ride horse or not considering that their posture was a bit… bad.
Was it because they were too quick?
"Forgive my brother and cousin. They're too anxious to head into Wind City," Nan Hua gave the excuse.
"It's fine." Shan Yu laughed faintly. "They ought to be worried when they're visiting patients. If you don't mind, we'll follow you, Little Junior."
"Thank you."
Sitting inside the carriage, Nan Hua's eyes flickered as she looked into the distance. For some reasons, she felt that her harsh training as assassins back then had started to go to the drain. The foreign feeling that sometimes stirred her heart had started to become even more frequent.
It was strange for her.
Yet she also didn't wish to reject it nor pushing it out.
"We're here."
Both Feng Ao Kuai and Nan Luo had to stop before they could enter Wind City. Turning their head around, they waited for Old Master Nan to reach and showed their permit.
"Which way?" Nan Luo asked curiously.
"The East." Feng Ao Kuai passed a look at Nan Luo. It was then he recalled that Nan Luo had never visited Wind City in the past. There was no way he would know about the location of his house. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
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