"Dad, Uncle An, what are you talking about?"
While the strongman and the man in brocade were conversing, the young boy had already trotted over. The strongman smiled at him and stopped talking, while the man in brocade crouched down, patted the boy's head, and cheerfully said:
"Just wondering what kind of place Great Liang Village is to raise such a valiant young man..."
Upon hearing this, the young boy's eyes brightened, and he nodded excitedly:
"Yes, the books say this is called 'where common households hide great heroes.'"
The man in brocade inwardly cursed the writer of the book but kept a straight face, only frowning slightly as if confused:
"Indeed, it just isn't clear who among your several masters and you, young man, is more formidable."
The expression on the boy's face briefly stiffened, and after a moment, he said uncertainly:
"It should, it should be the masters who are more formidable?"
"After all, the masters are older and have more experience..."
