Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

1266 Departure

"You've grown so much in such a short period of time." Feng Ao Si sulked.

He thought that his raw power would still win against the others. But looking at Nan Luo, who was a head shorter than him but still won, he faintly recalled Nan Hua. No matter how small Nan Hua is, Feng Ao Si could never defeat her in the past.

And probably even up until now.

The only time he could defeat Nan Hua was when she only started her training and still lacking in many areas. But afterwards, there was no such chance for him to defeat her in the slightest bit.

But now, he felt that Nan Luo was slowly showing the posture of Nan Hua.

Though, if they sparred a few more times, there was no guarantee that Nan Luo will win against him.

Nan Luo grinned. "Try again?"

"Sure!"

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Nan Hua watched the two of them have fun and shook her head. She had no interest in participating in their battle and glanced in Feng Ao Kuai's direction. Even though it was not a problem for Feng Ao Kuai to participate, but in terms of close combat, he was not a match against either one of them.

If he forced himself, he would only harm his body.

The years that had passed caused such a huge gap between the four of them as they walked on their own path that they had chosen from the start.

"Do you regret it?"

"No." Feng Ao Kuai chuckled. "I'm different from them, I know that very clearly."

"Mhm." Nan Hua nodded and said nothing else.

The spar session ended in the afternoon when Sheng Shan Lang came to their temporary residence. By this point, Nan Luo and Feng Ao Si had 10 spars with each other. Among those 10, Nan Luo only won 3 of them.

He grumbled that Feng Ao Si's physical strength was such an annoying advantage.

Sheng Shan Lang came to their residence and looked at the messy clothes of Nan Luo and Feng Ao Si with bewilderment. "What happened to you?"

"We just have some spar with each other." Feng Ao Si grinned and puffed his chest.

Seeing his posture, Sheng Shan Lang could guess that Feng Ao Si must have won. Anyway, with Feng Ao Si's simple personality, it was easy to find that out. "If you're ready, let's go. I'll only bring a few people along with me if you don't mind."

"That's fine, my soldiers are happy that they have half a month's break." Feng Ao Si shrugged.

Nan Luo and Feng Ao Kuai also nodded.

Even if they were all part of the military, it was impossible for all of them to always stay at the frontline. They also have their own families and other things to do. For these kind of things, the superior will definitely grant them a few days of leave.

But the so called leave in this era was naturally different from those at the modern time. There was no fixed break each year as their hometown was too far away. Most of the time, the soldiers will follow their commanders for the break time.

The longest time for their break was a few months and the shortest was only a few days.

This time, they only have a week's time.

It was not much.

"I live in Sheng Village. It's located a day or two away from the Capital City. If you go to Sheng Village from Heng Xing City, you only need around half a days' time. Oh, this time is calculated if we ride horse…"

On their way, Sheng Shan Lang told them about his village and the people who lived there. Sheng Village was a small farming village and Nan Hua also knew that place because the grains supplied into Heng Xing Village also included those from Sheng Village.

It was within Heng Xing City's area of jurisdiction.

"That's such a long journey…" Nan Luo looked at Sheng Village in front of him and began to think that the break time he asked was not enough. Thankfully, he asked his men to gather in a city between the Three Point City and Sheng Village or he would need to take another four days' time with his horse to head there.

That meant he could only stay in Sheng Village for one day.

"Well… I didn't think that your break time will be that short." Sheng Shan Lang took a deep breath. They all paced their horse to go as fast as possible through the shortest route that was built between Heng Xing City to the frontline.

He was thankful that there was road for them to go or it would definitely take much more time.

"There's enough time." Feng Ao Kuai didn't care even if they exceed the time slightly. He could easily say that there were some problems on the road and with his excellent speaking skill, it was not a problem.

The commanders already have a lot of problems when dealing with Feng Ao Kuai's excuses that always seemed flawless.

"Let's enter the village."

"Ok."

As they entered the village, the farmers and the other people there greeted Sheng Shan Lang. The few soldiers behind him quickly headed to their own families. They were all soldiers whom Sheng Shan Lang brought from his hometown and many of them were higher ranks in his army.

After all, he also wanted to take care of the people who were kind to him.

"Young Commander Sheng, you're finally back!"

"Thank you very much for taking care of Ah Hu."

"Young Commander Sheng!"

The villagers were happy when they saw Sheng Shan Lang. Without him, their husband, father, or son would never be able to achieve so much at the battlefield. Thus, everyone happily welcomed the young commander back in his hometown.

Sheng Shan Lang waved his hand to the others. "Let's talk again later. I still want to go back and see Rou'er."

"Ah, Rou'er must have missed you a lot, Young Commander Sheng."

"We won't disturb you then!"

The villagers made way and Sheng Shan Lang headed towards his house.