At this moment, Nan Hou Xiang was looking at his 'older brother' with a sneer too. "I heard that you're wounded, Older Brother. I didn't expect you to heal so quickly and come to the academy."
"Since I've already recovered, naturally I should return to the academy. I wouldn't want to lose my chance to study," Nan Hua retorted calmly.
"Study, is it? I heard that your result has been so poor lately, Older Brother. Do you perhaps need some help to study? I can spare you some time to help you study." Nan Hou Xiang smiled.
His insinuation was clear: he, as the younger brother, was smarter than Nan Luo. It was to the point that the older brother would need the younger brother to help him out.
Feng Ao Si's face darkened.
