Sometimes, it was even possible to use some despicable methods to extract information. As if there were two people who were interrogated separately, they could pressure them to give the right information.
Not long afterwards, Feng Ao Kuai was done. He wiped the blood in his hand with the cloth as he walked towards the others.
"Grandfather, the bandits are targeting us because they see that we're rich. Also, there seems to be a different group mixed in along with them on the Young Commander Long's side," Feng Ao Kuai gave the shortened report.
"Another group?" Old Master Nan arched his eyebrows. He then looked towards the other carriage where the officials whom Long Qian Xing had to escort was located. There was a strange glint in his eyes for a moment before he looked away and nodded.
"Should I ask for information?" Feng Ao Kuai asked.
"No need. I'll settle it with him. As for these bandits... do you know their leader and so on?"
"Yes. I can give you a detailed report, Grandfather."
"Write it down and hand it to me."
"Yes."
Nan Si Qiao looked at her son and patted his head. She could see Feng Ao Kuai's eyes darkened slightly as he hated to be treated as a brat. She sighed internally and really wanted to tease this young boy but chose not to. "You did great, Ah Kuai."
"Mhm." Feng Ao Kuai nodded slightly.
"Remember to have some rest when it's done."
"Yes, Mother."
Feng Ao Kuai slipped back to his tent and began to write the report on the bamboo scrolls that his grandfather had given to him. His writing was neat and he wrote extremely fast. Looking at the way Feng Ao Kuai wrote, Nan Luo was astonished.
"No wonder Kuai always finish the work the fastest," Nan Luo commented.
Feng Ao Si snorted. "If it's not because he's born in military family, I'm sure Kuai will become a scholar."
"Really?"
"Yes."
Nan Luo looked at Feng Ao Kuai for a moment then shook his head. "You're wrong, Cousin Ao Si. Kuai will never be a scholar even if he's not born in a military family."
"How are you so sure?"
"That's because he enjoys this." Nan Luo smirked lightly. He could see that Feng Ao Kuai was enjoying himself when he was scheming and giving instruction from the back. While the brat himself often stayed inside in order to study, he still spent most of his time to learn more about military.
In Nan Luo's eyes, it would be impossible for Feng Ao Kuai to become a scholar in the future when he was still enjoying himself greatly.
"Hmmm." Feng Ao Si fell into deep thought but didn't discuss this anymore.
"What is it?"
Feng Ao Kuai had finished his report and stood up. He looked at his older brother and younger cousin with arched eyebrows. His dark eyes were gazing in their direction as if giving them warning.
"It's nothing."
"Yes, we're talking about nothing."
Feng Ao Kuai looked at his older brother deeply before going to Old Master Nan to give the report in his hand.
The night passed quietly afterwards.
There were no other incidents.
The next day, they finally arrived at the intersection. After this, Long Qian Xing had to escort the officials through different route, so they have to separate in this road.
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