Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Chu Shaobai.
"Third brother, please stop talking. The matter has already passed and I have forgotten about it." Chu Shaobai said in a low voice.
"No, I want to say that you forgot, but I didn't forget! Later I heard that you almost died because of that sword, and I felt extremely guilty. I have always owed you an apology, and I owe you even more. An explanation, Shaobai, can you forgive Third Brother?"
Chu Shaoyang looked at Chu Shaobai with eyes full of concern and deep guilt.
This look made Chu Shaobai's eyes heat up, and tears almost came out of his eyes.
He took a step forward, held Chu Shaobai's hand, and called: "Third brother!"
Maybe he had resentment and hatred in his heart, but with Chu Shaoyang's apology, it disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace of grudge left.
"Third brother, you are not to blame for that sword attack at all. I know you just wanted to force me to leave. It was me who wanted to receive that sword blow on purpose. It was me who wanted to trick your Xuesen into saving Ning'er. That was me. Yes, it has nothing to do with you, Third Brother. Now my injuries have all healed, but it’s you, Third Brother, do your wounds still hurt?”
Chu Shaoyang pressed his chest, a smile appeared on his gloomy face, and said: "Your gold medicine is really effective, and it doesn't hurt anymore."
"Then don't worry, little brother. Third brother, let's go back. If we stay too long, Ning'er will be worried."
Chu Shaoyang was still a little worried and asked, "You really won't tell Ning'er?"
"I said that as long as Ning'er is happy, I am willing to keep this secret for the rest of my life!" Chu Shaobai said firmly.
"Okay! Let's go back!"
Chu Shaoyang immediately put down the heavy stone in his heart and returned side by side with Chu Shaobai.
When Shen Ning saw the two of them coming back, she rolled her eyes and asked with a smile: "What did you go to do? Did you talk about brotherly love or compete in martial arts?"
Chu Shaoyang remembered that he had just fought with Chu Shaobai without any explanation, and when he heard Shen Ning teasing the two of him, his face turned red and he didn't know how to answer.
Chu Shaobai smiled and said: "Ning'er, do you want to learn kung fu? If you want to learn, I am willing to teach you."
Shen Ning's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands and said, "Really? If you are willing to teach me, of course I want to learn."
When Chu Shaoyang heard this, his face suddenly darkened, he coughed hard and said: "Shaobai, you are tired, go and rest in that tent. I, my husband, can teach Ning'er Kung Fu. You don't have to." Sorry to trouble you, do you think your skills are better than mine?"
Chu Shaobai smiled and said: "Tsk, tsk, third brother is really stingy, okay, okay, I won't teach, you do. I'm really tired, so I'll go to bed first."
He yawned loudly, stretched again, and then slowly got into the tent.
Chu Shaoyang said to Shen Ning again: "Ning'er, you should go to sleep too. By the way, Shaobai will go with us. If you have anything to do in the future, just send him to do it, such as hunting, collecting firewood, etc." Just leave the rough stuff to him.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Shaobai's aggrieved voice came out of the tent.
"Third brother, you are so partial! You actually treat your little brother as a handyman servant!"
Chu Shaoyang said coldly: "If you don't want to do it, get out of here right now!"
"Okay, okay, I'll do it, I'll do it!" Chu Shaobai immediately stopped.