Long Qian Xing looked at the bottle that Nan Hua extended and silently wondered just how many bottles this little girl carried inside her sleeve. It seemed that even if there was anything that happen in the future, her opponent would need to worry about them getting poisoned first.
He took that paralysis poison from Nan Hua's hand. "Thank you, Hua'er."
It was still in the same powder state as before. The corner of Long Qian Xing's lips curled up when he thought about how his enemy would have to be careful when they were near him in the future. He would make a good use of this bottle of poison.
Nan Hua nodded. Her black obsidian eyes were staring at Long Qian Xing as she recalled something else. "Brother Long, do you still need that incense?"
Incense?
It was then Long Qian Xing recalled that he bumped to Nan Hua when he took a box of incense stick in Wind City.
He pursed his lips. "There's no need. I still have some from Doctor Chen."
Nan Hua blinked her eyes. Her senior sister, Chen Yuan, hadn't been in Fei Yang Kingdom for a long time. The only method for Long Qian Xing to be able to retrieve a box of incense was if he went to war and then sneaked into enemy's camp.
"Are you sure, Brother Long?"
She didn't know what the incense for, but she could guess that Long Qian Xing needed it continuously. It was either for him or someone close to him.
"Yes." Long Qian Xing chuckled. "Are you worried about me, Hua'er?"
Worried?
Nan Hua thought about the strange feelings that she was experiencing and tried to put it into words.
Before she could find the answer, there was a loud roar from the back.
"Stay away from my sister!"
"What are you doing with my cousin?"
Turning around, they could see Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai were rushing in their direction. From the looks of things, it was clear that they ran away from the training that Old Master Nan gave them and rushed over.
"We're only walking, Young Master Nan, Second Young Master Kuai." Long Qian Xing felt helpless. He looked at Nan Hua. "Let's have another chat when you visit Long Family Residence, Hua'er."
"Yes, Brother Long," Nan Hua replied obediently.
Long Qian Xing felt his fingers itched a bit. He really wanted to raise his hand and stroke Nan Hua's head if it was possible. But if he really dared to do that, he was sure that there were two people who would want to pounce at him.
It was fine if he only fought against one. But if Feng Ao Kuai was determined to attack from a distance with his bow and arrow while he fought Nan Luo, he might need to fight seriously.
Nan Luo quickly came between the two of them. "Hua'er, are you alright?"
"Yes."
Nan Hua had kept the box from Long Qian Xing in her sleeve, so she carried nothing. She ignored the questions her twin brother and cousin threw at Long Qian Xing as she walked to go back.
When she returned, she saw that Old Master Nan and Old Madam Long was having their quarrel once more.
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