"Yes!" Gu Changyuan nodded and walked into Gu Liyan's room.

Gu Li chuckled, "I'll go in and demonstrate my new swordsmanship to my nephew too!"

Gu Yan glared at Gu Li with annoyance, then turned and left without saying anything.

—Gu Liyan was indeed not asleep, but what she didn't expect was that after Gu Yan left, Gu Changyuan also rushed back. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled the fragrant aroma of roast chicken.

"Xiao Li, get up quickly, the roast chicken your senior brother bought has arrived!" Gu Changyuan called out.

Gu Liyan sat up with a smile. Before he could say anything, Yan Muxue, who was fast asleep on the table, suddenly jumped up, opened her eyes, and exclaimed with hearts in them, "It smells so good! Is it the roast chicken that's calling me?"

Gu Liyan was both amused and exasperated by her greedy expression, and Gu Changyuan was also amused.

At this moment, Gu Li pushed open the door and walked in. "Little Li, your martial uncle has brought you a sword!"

Gu Li arrived like a gust of wind, showing the wooden sword to Gu Liyan.

Gu Liyan smiled and accepted it, delighted with it; the sword was as long as he was.

Yan Muxue was a little puzzled. "It's just a wooden sword. There are tons of them sold down the mountain. Why do you like it so much?"

Yan Muxue was unaware that Gu Yan never taught Gu Liyan swordsmanship, and when Gu Li taught him swordsmanship, there was no suitable weapon. Therefore, Gu Li promised to tailor-make a peach wood sword for Gu Liyan every year, which could also be seen as a promise to teach him swordsmanship!

Gu Liyan held it in her hands with great delight, saying, "Thank you, Martial Uncle."

Gu Li smiled and waved his hand, "It's alright, it's alright, you three eat first, your uncle has other things to do."

Gu Li said something and then left.

Yan Muxue rushed up and grabbed a chicken leg, but just as she was about to eat it, Gu Changyuan snatched it away. She was about to get angry when she saw Gu Changyuan secretly gesturing to Gu Liyan, so she had no choice but to accept the reality of losing her chicken leg.

Gu Liyan noticed Yan Muxue's expression and smiled, saying, "Senior brother, I just took some medicine and my mouth still tastes like it, so I won't take any more. I'll eat it at dinner."

“Alright, I’ll save half for you, senior brother.” Gu Changyuan nodded.