"Xiaojiu!" Yan Qi said with restrained anger, "Brothers have been putting up with your tantrums for over a month. Uncle and Aunt are still kept in the dark about you running away from home. If they find out, even a dose of family discipline would be considered lenient."
"Moreover, Uncle Qi taught us the Combat Seven Forms, which are meant to be learned only by the descendants of the Yan Family. How could you teach it to outsiders?!"
Yan Jiu looked bewildered, "Outsiders? The moves Uncle Qi taught me, how could I teach them to anyone else? What are you talking about, Qi-ge?"
"I'm talking about Lu Fengxuan."
Yan Qi thought he was pretending not to admit it and his gaze quickly hardened, "You taught the moves Uncle Qi taught us to Lu Fengxuan. Last time in the bar, I personally saw her fight off several ruffians."
