Xia Chao was eager to find his wife, and Xie Zhan was also eager to find his wife. He walked out of the palace and headed out of the city.
He was naturally worried about leaving Fengguang in prison, so he secretly had people protecting Fengguang. They would appear when necessary. The fact that Fengguang and his group were taken away by the Southern Kingdom meant that Fengguang was not in danger, so they did not need to appear.
But their absence doesn't mean no one can see through them hiding in the shadows.
When Wuming saw his subordinates being knocked to the ground by the girl in red, he saw that she was dressed in black and her face was covered, so only her dark and unfathomable eyes could be seen.
Nan Guo said, "Your subordinates are no match for me; perhaps you can fight me."
The nameless voice, as somber as the rest of the person, said, "We mean no harm."
“I know,” Nan Guo said, “but my mother told me that if people sneak around following women like my father, they deserve to be taught a lesson.”
Fengguang, who was standing behind Nanguo, was silent for a while. She tugged at Nanguo's hand and said, "Since they don't mean any harm, then you shouldn't fight them."
“No.” Nan Guo shook his head. “Among this group of people, only this man’s whereabouts are unpredictable. I can’t figure him out. I must defeat him.”
Ultimately, she was determined to compete.
When Nan Guo became stubborn, she wouldn't even listen to her mother. She leaped into the air and instantly engaged Wuming in combat. Nan Guo's swordsmanship emphasized speed and agility, her sword moves flowing like a misty rain, leaving her breathless. However, Wuming was a professional assassin and bodyguard; direct confrontation was not his style. His moves were unpredictable, his movements elusive. Every time the sword was about to graze, he would dodge at the last second. Nan Guo gradually grew angry. She sheathed her sword and suddenly... Drawing a long whip from his waist, Wuming, who was flying through the air using his light-footed skills, did not expect that she was not only skilled in swordsmanship but also in whip techniques. Before he could react, his waist was already wrapped in the long whip, and because of the force exerted by the whip user, he inevitably fell from the air. Fortunately, his reaction speed was not bad. He braced himself with his hands and quickly spun up again. Just as the silver thread in his hand, which could take lives invisibly, was about to be released, he unexpectedly touched the soft, fluffy thing in front of the girl's chest.
In an instant, all was silent.
Feng Guang looked at her stunned cousin, patted Xie Jie on the shoulder, and sighed, "My condolences."
Even the group of Xie family members standing behind remained silent.
After a long while, Wuming seemed to wake up from a dream and withdrew his hand. He took a few steps back, his voice slightly flustered, "I'm sorry."
Nan Guo's expressionless face slowly changed, as if she were shy or embarrassed. She withdrew her whip, glared at him fiercely, and showed a rare girlish side.
Just then, a laugh came from not far away, "What a wonderful competition!"
"Third Uncle!" Feng Guang immediately recognized the voice. She ran towards the person who came out of the woods, jumped and hung on him, which was truly her signature move.
Xie Zhan lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Did Feng Guang miss me?"
"I missed you so much!" she said bitterly. "I've kept all the letters you wrote to me every month. Why did you only come to see me now..."
"Sorry, some things took too long to deal with." Xie Zhan patted her head and said softly, "When we get back, I'll take good care of Feng Guang, okay?"
A sentence... full of implications.
Feng Guang suddenly remembered the group of elders behind her. She slowly got off Xie Zhan, not daring to look at the expressions of the others. She openly hid behind Xie Zhan, not daring to show her face.
"Third Uncle..." Xie Yaoyao looked at Xie Zhan, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and called out softly. Ever since she learned that Feng Guang was not a young lady of the Xie family, she couldn't help but think of other things whenever she thought about how Xie Zhan treated Feng Guang.
And now, her guess seems to be correct.
Xie Zhan simply smiled and didn't say anything to Xie Yaoyao. He looked at the old lady whose face had darkened and respectfully said, "Mother, I'm back."
The old woman said, "I once prayed that you would die on the battlefield."
"I'm sorry, I've disappointed my mother." He smiled, but showed no remorse whatsoever.
Feng Guang poked his head out, "Grandma?"
Xie Zhan patted Fengguang's head and smiled at the old lady, saying, "Fengguang has grown up a lot, but in my eyes she is still as innocent and naive as a child. What do you think, Mother?"
The old lady remained silent, ultimately saying nothing more.
Wuming stood quietly behind Xie Zhan, remaining silent like the other guards who had gotten up.
Nan Guo asked Xie Zhan, "Is this stinky man your subordinate?"
She had once seen her father touch her mother's breasts, and at that time, her mother slapped him and cursed him as a filthy man.
What was her father's reaction at that time? He seemed quite happy and said, "Spare the rod and spoil the child," and even went over to insist that her mother slap her a few more times.
"Subordinates?" Xie Zhan shook his head. "Wuming doesn't count as my subordinates."
Wuming only had a ten-year contract with Xie Zhan, during which he had to work for Xie Zhan.
Nanguo then said, "Give me this stinky man, I want to marry him."
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