Long Qian Xing was stunned.
He looked at his father and then shook his head. "It doesn't matter, Father."
Hearing the way Long Qian Xing called him, Long Ao Ming was silent for a while and then nodded.
Even though he felt that he didn't do any good job as a father, Long Qian Xing was still willing to call him as one and at the same time, this was not the first time.
Long Ao Ming nodded. "Let's talk about this…"
…
While Long Ao Ming and Long Qian Xing were having their father and son's conversation, Nan Hua was staying in the backyard of her courtyard. The backyard in Long Qian Xing's quarter was quite vast.
After all, Long Qian Xing often stayed here for practice.
The servants had long left with Nan Hua's order and now, it was only Nan Hua here.
Nan Hua lightly stepped forward and looked at the sword in front of her. She raised it and then started to practice the movements.
