The boy's gaze swept over her intently, and Xiao Changge suddenly felt a strange sensation, but she didn't dwell on it and simply answered:

"hold head high."

The boy was wiping the sweat off his face with a handkerchief when he said, "Today is the prince's birthday. Why aren't you at home? Why are you here with your brother?"

The young man before her was no Tiger General, so Xiao Changge was naturally not nervous at all. She resumed her usual demeanor and continued:

"Come whenever you want."

Upon hearing this, the young man lowered his hand from wiping his sweat, but his smile widened as he said, "As expected of the young princess."

"When they're a few years older, they'll probably be able to break down the General's Mansion with one step."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Changge finally realized where the strange feeling came from.

The dark-skinned boy in front of him looked to be about the same age as him, but he didn't speak to him in the manner of a "peer." This wasn't out of hostility, but rather out of blatant disregard, meaning that the boy didn't take him seriously at all.

There are very few people who would dare to speak to him so recklessly, so it's not hard to guess that this person is probably the son of General Huwei. Only someone with a heroic father can be so presumptuous. But his mature demeanor is really quite annoying.

The quick-witted Xiao Changge realized what was happening and snorted:

"So, you are Qin Ze, the son of General Huwei?"

When he finished speaking, Xiao Changge could clearly see the boy pause for a moment, then he smiled, nodded, and hummed in agreement.

Xiao Changge's lips curled up, a surge of joy welling up within her. Just as she was about to speak again, she heard shouts and immediately turned to look at her brother in the midst of the fight.

Having been a few years older, Jin Jiande remained relaxed as he faced the boy's punches and kicks. He casually deflected each punch and kick while chuckling to himself.

"You're kicking too slowly."

"I don't even have the strength to punch."

"Kid, I bet you didn't eat tonight."

The boy was sweating profusely, his face flushed red. Faced with Jin Jiande's teasing, he did not choose to refute, but instead threw every punch with all his might.

Seeing that the boy remained silent, Jin Jiande glanced at the burly man, then put his right hand behind his back and attacked with only his left hand, saying:

"Kid, if you can hit me even once, then you'll be considered capable."

Hearing this, the boy became fierce and charged forward with a roar, like an angry little tiger. His fists came out faster and faster. Jin Jiande did not expect that he still had the strength to attack so fiercely. He stopped teasing him and after a few moves, he suddenly changed his fist into a palm and struck the boy's chest with a blow. He planned to use this palm to knock the boy to the ground and end the fight.

Suddenly, the boy's movements became faster. Jin Jiande expected that he could dodge the palm strike, but it didn't matter. When the boy dodged, he could simply hook him with his toe and knock him down as well.

But unexpectedly, the boy did not dodge the palm strike.

Instead of dodging, he charged forward at that moment and took the blow head-on with his chest.

With a "snap".

As expected, the boy groaned and fell backward onto the grass.

That's enough.

A voice immediately called out to stop him, followed by a girl who quickly walked to the boy's side. Her face showed both concern and reproach: "I've told you before, you're still young. You must change this stubborn temper and learn to act within your capabilities."

"Does it hurt?" The girl reached out to help the boy up, but he shook his head, rolled over, and got up on his own. He didn't say a word, but he had a smile on his face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Seeing the boy's innocent smile, Xiao Changge's heart was relieved. She didn't want to see her brother hurt someone. Fortunately, her brother was very gentle today.

At that moment, Qin Ze's voice suddenly rang out beside him:

"You're really something, taking that palm strike head-on and still throwing that punch. But you can't use this fighting style on the battlefield later." As he finished speaking, Qin Ze had already walked towards the boy.

Xiao Changge understood what those words meant. She had just seen it clearly: when the smiling boy took his brother's palm strike, he threw a punch, which also landed on his brother's chest. However, the boy's arms were short, and the punch had no force when it hit his brother's chest; it would be more accurate to say that it just bumped into him.

"So what? I missed! Heh!" Jin Jiande said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the boy's smirk vanished instantly, and he shouted, "I hit him!"

"Bullshit, it was just touching my clothes." Jin Jiande chuckled and dusted off his clothes.

"It clearly hit!" the boy insisted, continuing to argue his point.

"No means no." Jin Jiande refused to budge an inch.

“I saw it too!” Xiao Changge stepped forward, pointed at her brother, then stuck out her tongue and made a face at him: “Brother, you can’t cheat.”

Faced with his sister's sabotage, Jin Jiande rolled his eyes, shrugged, and said, "Fine, fine, you hit the mark."

"Kid, you've got guts, huh?"

"It's not a calculation, it is!" the boy said earnestly. The girl beside him reassured him, "It's alright, it's nothing."

The burly man then spoke up: "Alright, when you're taller and stronger, we can have another match later."

Jin Jiande turned to look at the burly man and laughed, "Just because he's growing taller doesn't mean my martial arts won't improve. In a few years, he won't even be able to touch me."

The boy was furious: "Let's fight again! Right now!"

Xiao Changge keenly sensed that the atmosphere was starting to tense up, and a simple fist and foot sparring session seemed to have taken a turn for the worse.

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