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The young man's eyes scanned her body, and Xiao Changge suddenly had a strange feeling, but she didn't think much about it, and just answered simply:

"hold head high."

The young man was wiping the sweat off his face with a towel and continued, "Today is the prince's birthday. Why are you here with your brother instead of staying at home?"

The young man in front of her was not General Hu Wei, so Xiao Changge was naturally not nervous at all. She returned to her usual self and continued:

"Come whenever you want."

After saying this, the young man put down his hand that was wiping his sweat, but his smile widened as he said, "As expected of you, little princess."

"In a few years, when he grows up, I'm afraid he'll be able to destroy the general's mansion with one foot."

After hearing this, Xiao Changge finally realized where that strange feeling came from.

The dark-skinned boy in front of him seemed to be the same age as himself, but he did not speak to him as "peers". This was not hostility, but rather unscrupulousness, which meant that he did not take him seriously at all.

There were only a few people who dared to speak to him so unscrupulously, so one could not count them on one's fingers. Therefore, it was not difficult to guess that this man was most likely the son of General Hu Wei. With a heroic father, he could be so presumptuous, but he put on such a mature look, which was really annoying.

After the intelligent little Changge realized what was happening, he hummed and said:

"So, you are Qin Ze, the son of General Hu Wei?"

When the words fell, Xiao Changge could clearly see that the boy was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and nodded, and said "hmm".

Little Changge's mouth curled up, and she felt a sense of joy in her heart. Just as she was about to continue speaking, she heard shouting, so she immediately turned to look at her brother who was fighting.

After all, he was a few years older. When facing the boy's punches and kicks, Jin Jiande looked relaxed. He leisurely blocked every punch and kick from the boy, but he couldn't help laughing:

"The kick is too slow."

"I don't have the strength to punch."

"Boy, I bet you didn't eat tonight."

The young man was sweating profusely and his face was already red. Facing Jin Jiande's teasing, he did not choose to refute verbally, but just threw every punch with all his might.

Seeing that the young man remained silent, Jin Jiande glanced at the sturdy man, then put his right hand behind his back and used only his left hand to fight back, saying:

"Boy, if you hit me once, even if you have the ability."

Hearing this, the young man became furious and rushed forward with a roar, like an angry little tiger, punching faster and faster. Jin Jiande did not expect that he still had the strength to attack fiercely, so he put away his teasing intention. After a few moves, he suddenly changed his fist into a palm and hit the young man's chest with it. He intended to use this palm to knock the young man to the ground and end the fight.

The young man's movements suddenly became faster. Jin Jiande thought he should be able to avoid the palm strike, but it didn't matter. When he dodged, he could still knock him down with just a tiptoe.

But unexpectedly, the boy did not dodge the palm.

Not only did he not dodge, but he rushed forward at this moment and took the palm strike with his chest.

"Clap" sound.

Without any surprise, the boy groaned and fell backwards onto the grass.

"enough."

The voice of stopping was heard immediately, followed by the girl who walked quickly to the boy's side. Her face showed both concern and blame: "I've told you, you're still young, you must change your stubborn temper, and learn to do things within your ability."

"Does it hurt?" The girl stretched out her hand to help the boy up, but the boy shook his head, turned over and got up by himself. He didn't say a word, but there was a smile on his face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Seeing the boy's innocent smile, Xiao Changge felt relieved. She didn't want to see her brother hurting someone. Fortunately, her brother was very gentle today.

At this moment, Qin Ze's voice suddenly sounded beside him:

"You are really good at taking this palm strike and counterattacking this punch. However, you can't use this fighting style in the future on the battlefield." As the words fell, Qin Ze had already walked towards the young man.

Xiao Changge understood what this sentence meant. She had just seen it very clearly. The boy with the silly smile threw a punch while taking his brother's palm, and it happened to hit his brother in the chest. It was just that the boy's arms were short, and the punch did not have any force when it hit his brother's chest. It would be more appropriate to say that it just touched it.

"So what? I didn't hit it! Hey!" At this time, Jin Jiande said with a smile.

As soon as he said this, the boy's silly smile disappeared immediately, and he shouted: "I hit it!"

"Bullshit, it just touched my clothes." Jin Jiande smiled and brushed the clothes on his chest.

"It was clearly hit!" The young man refused to give in and continued to argue.

"No means no." Jin Jiande refused to give in.

"I saw it too!" Little Changge stood up, pointed at her brother, and then stuck out her tongue and made a face at him: "Brother, you can't cheat."

Facing his sister's sabotage, Jin Jiande rolled his eyes, spread his hands and said, "Okay, okay, you hit the target."

"Boy, you have the ability, okay?"

"It's not counted, it's just the way it is!" The boy said seriously, and the girl advised him, "Okay, it's nothing."

The sturdy man also spoke up at this time: "Okay, wait until you are taller and stronger, and we will have another match later if we have the chance."

Jin Jiande turned his head to look at the muscular man and said with a smile: "He has grown taller, so does that mean my martial arts skills have not improved? In a few years, he won't be able to touch me at all."

The boy was furious: "Another fight! Now!"

Xiao Changge keenly noticed that the atmosphere was beginning to become tense, and a simple fight between fists and feet seemed to have changed.

But before she could open her mouth to persuade him, Qin Ze, who had walked to the boy's side, spoke first. He patted the boy on the shoulder, then looked at Jin Jiande and said with a smile:

"You're older than the rest of us, and you're an adult. There's nothing to be proud of if you win."

"If you really think you are good at martial arts, why not go compete with adults?"

As he spoke, Qin Ze pointed at the muscular man.

Seeing Qin Ze pointing at him, the sturdy man shook his head, and the girl pursed her lips. The boy was no longer angry at this time. He took the towel handed by the girl and wiped the sweat off his face.

Xiao Changge also took the hand towel from the maid and handed it to her brother.

Jin Jiande did not take the towel. In fact, his face looked a little ugly at the moment. He did not respond to Qin Ze's words.

Xiao Changge looked at the muscular man and then at his brother.

Both of them are adults. Although the sturdy man is taller and stronger, the elder brother has been learning martial arts from a famous teacher since he was a child, so he is not weak in skills.

Xiao Changge, who was very interested in the martial arts competition, was immediately attracted, so she whispered to Jin Jiande:

"Brother, how about we give it a try?"

"No." Jin Jiande said in a very low voice, and then took the towel from her hand.

"That's enough." Xiao Changge blinked.

Jin Jiande wiped his sweat and suddenly laughed out loud, "I drank a lot of wine tonight. I'm sweating a little now, but my head is dizzy. I won't fight anymore."

Seeing her brother finding various ways to refuse, Xiao Changge could only give up. She could see that her brother was very afraid of that man, so this man must be very good at martial arts, so good that her brother didn't even want to give it a try.

So she turned around and looked at the man and asked directly: "Who are you?"