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Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 854

Chapter 854: Guard Zhang

No one tried to disturb the two of them.

Instead, they pretended that they didn't see anything. The weather today was very clear and nice.

Rubbing her forehead, Nan Hua felt that the letter that she had sent might as well be fed for dogs. Her twin brother didn't even bother to read what she had told him and still insisted to search for her.

Really.

Even though Nan Hua was silently complaining about her twin brother's stupidity, her eyes grew slightly gentler. It was clear that whatever her twin brother did was actually something that she liked.

After some time, Old Master Nan walked back with the limpid Nan Luo. It seemed that Old Master Nan had truly beaten Nan Luo squarely to make sure that the brat would not do anything bad.

"What brings you here, Luo?" Feng Ao Kuai asked.

"I'm just worried." Nan Luo pursed his lips. He took a glance at Nan Hua then looked away. In truth, he did get the letter, but the rumors were simply too disparaging, making him didn't know which one he should believe.

He didn't feel any pain, though.

So he could guess that Nan Hua was fine.

But what if their connection with each other disappeared because she was too heavily wounded? This made Nan Luo so worried.

In the end, he woke up early in the morning and ordered Xiao Yan to take care of the things there while he himself dashed towards the Capital City. It was the turn of events that finally led to him reaching this place and got beaten by Old Master Nan now.

As for Nan Shu Cheng? Nan Luo honestly no longer felt anything for him. Unlike Old Master Nan who had a lot of good memories, he only remembered the days when he was tasked to study and the rumors he heard about his father. That was the main reason why he wanted to be an official.

But his father never truly taken care of him directly.

So, Nan Luo didn't really have any affection for his so called father. And with the past few years spent outside, he could barely remember that person anymore.

Thus, he basically didn't care that much.

What he cared is his twin sister.

"It's fine, we'll find her." Feng Ao Kuai patted Nan Luo's shoulder.

Nan Luo looked at Feng Ao Kuai for a moment before nodding his head. He felt that this was nothing more than a drama that Nan Hua prepared, but he was willing to play with her.

It didn't matter what identity she assumed.

As long as his sister is safe and well, Nan Luo didn't care what name he had to use to call the other party.

"Where are you going now?" Nan Luo asked.

"Back to our post. Grandfather will be staying with Mother for the time being." Feng Ao Kuai glanced at Nan Luo.

With Aunt?

Nan Luo thought about Nan Si Qiao and then nodded his head. If he was not wrong, his little cousin would be starting to learn how to talk soon and probably even more? He was not sure what kind of education little children had.

When he was a kid…

He didn't even remember when he first learned how to write and all.

It has been quite a long time was all that he remembered.

"Go back to your post with Ao Kuai." Old Master Nan looked at his grandson and sighed. "When you have finished your task, go to Heng Xing City. Nan Si Qiao must have missed you two a lot."

"Yes, Grandfather."

As they were about to walk away, Old Master Nan then recalled something. "Nan Luo, come with me for some time."

"Yes?" Nan Luo thought that he would be going to his post directly. However, his grandfather's words told him that he wanted him to follow the other party first.

"There's someone I would like you to meet first in Heng Xing City."

"..."

Both Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai were speechless.

Fine.

They decided to follow Old Master Nan's arrangement with reason that he asked them to accompany him because he would be exploding if they didn't follow him. The others who listened to his reason felt like their eyelids were twitching so badly.

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