Zhi'an shook his head, "Probably not."

"I've stocked him up with enough food to feed him for at least three years, what is he going out for?"

The two of us waited in the cave for a while, and suddenly heard footsteps outside, Zhi'an immediately stood up, and I also put on a defensive posture.

At this time, a figure has appeared in the doorway.

"Who!"

The figure let out a loud cry, and there were several random sounds of breaking wind, all of which clanged against the wall.

Instinctively, I rolled over and flashed to the side, and when I looked back, I saw several short swords stuck straight into the wall.

What a domineering internal force!

Zhi Anden shouted angrily: "Le'an! It's me!"

The figure was silent for a moment, and then the figure finally spoke, "Why are you here?"

Zhi'an waved his hand at me: "A false alarm."

There was no light in the hole, and I couldn't see Le'an's face clearly.

Zhi'an walked forward and said softly, "I haven't seen you for so long, I miss you."

"Who is he?"

Le'an was very vigilant, and instead of responding directly to his senior brother, he focused his eyes on me.

Zhi'an waved his hand indifferently: "My friend, bring him to see you."

"What are you doing out so late?"

Le An's response was still cold: "After such a long distance, you are just to supervise me?"

From Zhi'an's mouth, I feel that the relationship between the two brothers is quite good, and Ke Le'an, who is a junior brother, seems to be very repulsive to Zhi'an's concern.

Or even disgust.

Zhi'an was not in a hurry or annoyed, and asked leisurely, "Do you know all about the White Cloud Palace?"

"Yes." Le An didn't seem to care: "What if you know? What can I solve?"

I can't see Le'an's face clearly, and I don't know his exact age, but listening to his voice, he is at least an adult.

With his words alone, my good impression of him has been worn out for the most part.

If there is such a big thing in the family, how can it be solved without a single sentence!

Zhi'an smiled and soothed, "I didn't ask you to do anything, just ask."

"I'm telling you, I can't stay in this bird place for a day! I won't even be allowed to use a lamp, and I'm suffocating to death!"

Zhi'an nodded: "Don't worry, this kind of day is coming to an end."

"That's the best!"

After a pause, Zhi'an spoke again: "You're done asking, right?"

"I have something for you, too."

Zhi'an slowly raised his head and said in a low voice, "When did you learn to fly knives?"

Le An was obviously stunned for a moment: "I—I've learned it a long time ago."

"Who did you learn it from?"

"Guang'an taught me, what's wrong?"

Zhi'an showed the flying knife in his hand and said in a low voice, "Guang'an is practicing a Hidden Blade! What are you?"

"It's a throwing knife!"

Le An replied, "What's wrong with that? It's all pretty much the same thing. When I was in Guanli before, I was idle and bored, so I learned from Guang'an, not only learned how to fly knives, but also learned to play in the water!"

In his words, he was still a little impatient: "I have been eating and drinking since I was a child, I am so old, you still ask questions about learning something, it's really annoying!"

Le'an looks like a rebellious young man, no matter what his family says, he will say a few words first, or he will be unhappy!

Zhi'an suddenly laughed and said softly, "The master has taught you a lot of things without telling me!" Even lying has taught you!"

"What do you mean?"

Facing Le An's suspicions, Zhi'an's voice suddenly raised: "You lie!"

"Throwing knives and Hidden Blades look similar, but they're actually two kinds of power! Those who can use the Hidden Blade will never be able to practice throwing knives!"

This is true, the power of the flying knife mainly comes from the wrist and fingers, which can be regarded as hard kung fu.

And the Hidden Blade seems to fly out of the sleeve, but in fact, it is driven by internal force all over the body.

It belongs to soft kung fu.

Essentially, these two things are really not the same thing.

Even at this time, Le An still stiffened his neck: "What do you care about what I learn? It's okay if it doesn't hurt the sky!"

In the darkness, Zhi'an and Le'an fell silent.

After a while, Zhi'an spoke, "I know, you have always hated me and my master."

"It's not that we want to restrict you, it's that your life is too weak, and if you're not careful, it's easy to lose your life."

After that, Zhi'an pulled his fingers and counted little by little: "When you were 6 years old, you fell into the water. At 8 years old, the kitchen caught fire and you almost burned to death."

"Also, you've been ...... since you were 11 years old."

Before Zhi'an finished speaking, his rebellious junior brother suddenly became irritable: "What are you telling me about this? Who are you going to disgust?"

"Forget it, I don't care about you anymore, you just want to be happy."

After speaking, Zhi'an nodded at me, "Let's go."

At this moment, I felt that Zhi'an was not like a senior brother, but more like an old father who was quite helpless in the face of a rebellious son.

As an outsider, I can't say anything else, what I can do is to follow Zhi'an's footsteps and slide down the steep slope.

After landing, I turned my head to look at Zhi'an, "You don't want to ask anything else?"

"It's useless to ask." Zhi'an was still unfazed: "What's more, what I should have seen has already been seen, and there is little point in asking or not asking."