Lan Tian's Unique Gift

Lan Tian was taken aback. This kid's a straight-up steel-hearted blockhead. At eleven, he was practically grown in ancient times—he couldn't possibly run wild like a little child.

"Still can't sleep, huh?" Lan Tian pressed.

"Mm. I don't feel like practicing martial arts at night either." Lan Ji pursed his lips.

Lan Tian first shook his head, then took Lan Ji by the hand and smiled mysteriously. "Father will take you somewhere."

"Oh." Lan Ji followed after him.

Lan Tian brought his son to the War Room in the front courtyard. It was Lan Ji's first time here. As he looked at the maps of every province hanging around the walls and the enormous sand table in the center of the room, his eyes lit up with wild delight.

"The provincial residence actually hid such a wonderful place. I had no idea at all. Did Elder Brother know about it long ago?" Lan Ji sighed as he stroked the edge of the sand table.

Lan Tian shook his head. "After this place was built, it was usually only your Uncle Gao and I who came here. Two years ago, when Boping and I led troops to lift the siege of Jing Province, Boyang was only allowed in because he had to remain behind to defend Guangzhou."

Lan Ji nodded. "This War Room is truly perfect for simulating battles, especially this huge sand table—it's so close to reality. It's a pity that not even Xiangyang has sand tables and maps this complete."

"Zhongling will be studying at Tiger Guards Martial Hall for quite some time. The War Room can be open to you whenever you wish; it's quite good for passing the time." Lan Tian smiled faintly.

"Hehe, thank you, Father." Lan Ji happily cupped his fists. Then he made a