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Chapter 630 Tu Family

    Chapter 630 Tu Family  Hearing that question, Feng Ao Si was silent.


    He knew that Nan Luo was correct because the custom here didn''t really allow them to do things like that. There had been some exceptions but the reception hadn''t been so good at all.


    Besides…


    Nan Hua didn''t say anything about this.


    Nan Luo would never do anything that Nan Hua didn''t want. No matter how unwilling he was, he would try to satisfy everything that Nan Hua asked him to do because he wanted his twin sister to be happy.


    "That''s…" Feng Ao Si opened his mouth then closed it again.


    Nan Luo shrugged and continued walking. He was silentlyining about therge pce''s area. Because carriages were not allowed to enter this premise, everyone had to walk for a long time before they could reach the gate.


    It was wasting quite a bit of his time.


    He was about to talk more when he noticed several people at the front. He naturally didn''t recognize their faces, but their carriages carried the very word that he hated the most.


    Tu


    Tu Family carriage.


    Feng Ao Kuai also noticed them even faster than Nan Luo, but he didn''t say anything. Only his eyes turned another shade colder when he saw that carriage and the group of people in front of him.


    "Young Master Tu, the carriage is ready."


    "I''m still waiting for someone." The young man waved his hand and turned around. It was then he noticed the few children walking in his direction. His eyebrows arched before a sneer formed at the corner of his lips.


    "First Young Master Nan, and the two Young Master Feng." The young man cupped his fist and gave a rather nonstandard greeting.


    Nan Luo''s eyes were cold. "Nan Luo greets Young Master Tu."


    Feng Ao Kuai also followed suit with the standard greetings before adding, "I never expected to be able to see the young master of Tu Family in this kind of ce. I thought that it wouldn''t be suitable for you."


    Young Master Tu furrowed his eyebrows when he heard what Feng Ao Kuai said. He naturally understood the double meaning behind Feng Ao Kuai''s words and that was why he felt annoyed.


    "Young Master Feng must be new here. I have been to this kind of parties a lot." Young Master Tu controlled his temper.


    Feng Ao Kuai was still as indifferent as ever. "Indeed, this one hasn''t been to the Capital City. But meeting Young Master Tu had renewed my knowledge of the sides that I would rather not see in the Capital City."


    Young Master Tu was trembling in anger and snorted. He didn''t want to make enemies with Feng Ao Kuai. But at the same time, he had heard about how close Feng Ao Kuai with the Nan Family, specifically Nan Luo.


    This caused them to be unable to maintain an amicable rtionship, even if it was only on the surface.


    "I see." Young Master Tu then turned to look at Nan Luo and sneered, "If only you continued to pave your way up in the politics, we would have interacted with each other more, First Young Master Nan."


    Nan Luo arched his eyebrows. "I should be d that my talent lies in my ability to wield my sword. If I have to stay in the pce every single day and meet you, wouldn''t it tire me out."


    "That should be my line."


    "I just borrowed it." Nan Luo shrugged.


    At this time, Nan Hua had already moved to call Xiao Yan to prepare the carriages. She knew that if they stayed there any longer, they might not be able to hold back and ended the meeting with a brawl.


    An image of an impulsive youngmander wouldn''t be good for Nan Luo.


    Especially when Nan Family was already inside so many unsavory rumorstely that caused people to pass a sidelong nce when they talked about this family. The older generation was so spectacr, the current generation was rather ordinary but problematic, the young generation had potential but many still didn''t know much.


    There was no need for them to move forward and promoted Nan Luo as an impulsive young man.


    His promotion line would also be affected.


    Feng Ao Kuai stepped forward and cupped his fist. "Our carriage is already here, Young Master Tu. Please excuse us."


    Young Master Tu snorted. "Are you running away?"


    "Running away?" Nan Luo sounded surprised. "We''re already intending to go back from the very beginning. Would you like to schedule a meeting with us, Young Master Tu? I could invite you to visit us in the barracks."


    Young Master Tu''s eyes turned cold when he heard Nan Luo''s words. Naturally, he understood that Nan Luo would not even wee him in his home and would only open the door to the barracks.


    With a snort, he turned around and entered the carriage first.


    Talking with these children were so annoying!


    As Feng Ao Si saw Young Master Tu left, he took a deep breath and looked at his other siblings. "Thankfully, he left."


    "Even if he didn''t leave, I''ll make sure that he''ll have to." Nan Luo snorted. He didn''t learn nothing when he was taught by his father back then. No matter how much he hated his father, it was also the truth that he had learned many things when he was under Nan Shu Cheng''s tutge.


    Could it be possible for him not to use these knowledge?


    Only a stupid person would do that.


    Since this knowledge were useful for him, he would use it. As for who he got this knowledge from… does it matter? Nan Luo didn''t want to care in the slightest bit for that kind of matter.


    "Let''s go back."


    "Mhm."


    As they got into the carriage, Nan Hua swept her gaze across the area once more. She could see a few members of Mu Family passing by. From their expression, it was clear that they were not in a good mood.


    Upon recalling the sessor of General Mu, Nan Hua could guess why they were in such sour mood.
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