Na'er

"Little sister, why are you here all by yourself?"

Tang Wulin crouched halfway down in front of the little girl and put on what she thought was a friendly smile.

"I... I don't know."

The little girl looked utterly lost. She stood there as though she did not belong in this world at all.

"Then do you remember anything?"

Luo Qing walked over as well, looking straight at the little girl.

"My name is Na'er. That's the only thing I remember."

Na'er raised her head slightly and watched Luo Qing with some curiosity. She could sense that there was something different about the boy before her.

His aura was very pure, and unfamiliar.

Most importantly, it was exceptionally noble.

It gave people an irresistible urge to draw closer, a warm feeling.

"Big Brother, could this be the amnesia people talk about in legends?"

Tang Wulin turned to Luo Qing and asked in confusion.

"Most likely. If she only remembers her name, this is going to be difficult."

Tang Wulin suddenly became excited.

"Then why not come live at my house? I've always dreamed of having a little sister!"

Luo Qing flicked her on the forehead.

"You haven't even asked Uncle and Auntie yet. Can kids like us make that kind of decision on our own?"

Tang Wulin rubbed her forehead.

"Then should we call and ask first?"

Luo Qing sighed and pulled a soul communication device from his pocket.

"Here, this is for you."

Tang Wulin took it reflexively, then suddenly jerked her head up.

"Big Brother, if you give me yours, what will you use?"

"It's just an old communication device that got phased out. I have a new one."

"How can your little brother have no way to contact you?"

"Don't worry about that. Hurry up and call Uncle and Auntie."

Tang Wulin dialed the number.

After she explained everything as clearly as possible, Tang Ziran and his wife hurried over.

"You weren't hurt anywhere, were you?"

They examined the three children from head to toe. Only after confirming that none of them were injured did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"You really are something, girl. When something like this happens, shouldn't you notify the patrol team or the adults at home first?"

"If Luo Qing hadn't been here, you would've been kidnapped!"

Tang Wulin was quickly pulled over by her parents to thank Luo Qing.

After briefly asking Na'er what she wanted, Na'er moved into Tang Wulin's home under the pretext of staying there temporarily.

As she left, Na'er kept watching Luo Qing's retreating back.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

But that had nothing to do with Luo Qing.

After resolving the matter, Luo Qing was promptly scolded by Madam Mary, who had rushed over to pick up her grandson.

"If something like this happens next time, try to find an adult! You really worried me..."

Luo Qing softly promised her, and only then did some of the worry on Madam Mary's face ease.

"Come on, let's go home and have your favorite sweet-and-sour spare ribs."

"Mm, thank you, Grandma Mary."

More time passed.

Luo Qing, Tang Wulin, and Na'er were often together. Basically, wherever Luo Qing went, the two girls followed.

Luo Qing could not understand it either. As the other half of the Silver Dragon King, shouldn't Na'er be clinging to Tang Wulin, who carried the Golden Dragon King's bloodline?

Why was she clinging to him instead?

But he could not exactly drive her away, could he?

So he could only treat it like babysitting.

Na'er was also very interested in her older sister's big brother.

The wild and imaginative stories Luo Qing told were brought vividly to life by his writing.

They truly broadened the horizons of someone with so little life experience.

"Take this! Eat my Sword of Promised Victory!"

Na'er held a straight wooden stick and charged at Tang Wulin with the stance of a swordswoman.

"My sword is no less sharp. Mortal Blade—activate!"

Tang Wulin naturally started roughhousing with her little sister as well.

Watching them from the side, Luo Qing felt the burden in his heart ease a little as he looked at their lively figures.

The future prodigies who would command the winds and clouds were nothing more than children at this moment.

Suddenly, a ball of grass clumped together smashed into him.

"Take my magic missile!"

Tang Wulin grinned as she pulled out another grass ball.

"You two really are impossible—"

Luo Qing drew two straight branches from behind his back and shouted as he joined the battle.

"Watch my lightning whirlwind chop!"

"Oh no, retreat!"

As they played and fought like this, their relationship quickly grew closer.

Nearly every day after school, the three of them could be seen inseparable.

Sometimes, Luo Qing even doubted himself.

Had he become some little brat who only knew how to play too?

But the moment he decided to quit, the two little ones would come over with pitiful expressions.

Their endless pleas defeated Luo Qing every time he resolved to harden his heart.

"You two really are impossible..."

But such happy days were destined to be short-lived.

One day, Tang Wulin suddenly came to find Luo Qing.

"Boss, I might not be able to come play with you after school anymore."

"What's wrong? Did something happen at home?"

Luo Qing was somewhat curious.

"No. After Na'er joined our family, it's indeed become a little hard for my family to support two children."

"So I started learning blacksmithing. I want to use my spare time to help support the family."

Naturally, Luo Qing knew that she was about to embark on the path of a blacksmith.

Still, starting blacksmithing at six years old—if he did not know that Tang Wulin carried the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, he would have called the police to report child abuse.

"It's fine. If you're really short on money, you can borrow some from your boss."

"After all, you're my number one little brother."

"How could I let you suffer when you're following your big brother?"

Tang Wulin was visibly moved.

A faint mist even appeared in her large eyes.

"Big Brother, you're so nice..."

"Enough, don't get all mushy. Your big brother will always be your big brother."

Luo Qing reached out and ruffled Tang Wulin's black hair.

It felt nice, and it was not greasy either.

"Go on. If you truly think you can learn something from blacksmithing, then your big brother supports you one hundred percent."

"But remember, you must never push yourself too hard."

Tang Wulin nodded emotionally, then reluctantly parted from him.

After Tang Wulin began studying blacksmithing,

Luo Qing did not feel particularly unaccustomed to it. Even though Tang Wulin had gone to learn blacksmithing, Na'er still liked coming to find Luo Qing.

"Brother Luo Qing, look at this."

Na'er held a small wooden carving in her hands.

It was carved into something that looked rather like a little bird.

"Is this a bird?"

Luo Qing carefully examined it from all angles and asked instinctively.

"It's a dragon! A mighty, imposing dragon with wings."

Luo Qing looked at the rather rough dragon head before him, but no matter how he looked at it, he could not connect the thing to a dragon.

"But you carved feathers onto its wings."

"Did I?"

Na'er inspected it carefully with some doubt.

She discovered that her technique had been too crude, and the cracks on it had been mistaken for feathers.

When she realized that her carving truly was not very good, Na'er looked somewhat disappointed.

"Alright, don't pull such a long face."

Luo Qing instinctively took the wooden carving from her.

"Come here. I'll teach you."

Na'er naturally scooted closer, though for some reason, she seemed a little too enthusiastic...