While Old Master Nan was talking with Emperor Yang Zhou, Nan Hua headed to the courtyard at the back. She knew the palaces layout, at least, most of them. There were naturally some areas she was unfamiliar with.
It didnt take long for her to reach the courtyard and saw Long Qian Xing stood there. He was wearing brown training robe, brandishing his sword towards a wooden dummy. His expression was solemn as if he was truly fighting enemies.
When one was practicing, they were bound to imagine that they truly fought against real enemies.
Otherwise, their movement wouldnt be real.
Nan Hua chose not to disturb Long Qian Xing and watched from the side. Her black obsidian eyes were watching Long Qian Xing for some time.
After a while, Long Qian Xing closed his eyes and lowered his sword. He turned to look at Nan Hua, a smile on his lips. Adjutant Nan, thank you for agreeing to my request to come here today.
Its my pleasure to meet you, Young Master Long.
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