2979 Little Thieves She rarely met someone stronger than her. It would be a shame if she did not train her skills and gain battle strength. Leng Hua went out and called up Elder Mei to the practice field. As soon as Elder Mei heard this, he muttered some frustrated words. “She wants to practice? She cannot defeat me regardless of how much she trains.” He then shook his head and walked towards the practice field. As he claimed, Feng Jiu could not defeat him, and the two trained all afternoon until Elder Mei exclaimed, “No, no, I’m done. My life is in danger if I continue on. Can an old man like me compete with you young ones? I’m no match for you.” As he took a step back, he announced, “I’m going home to rest.” He fled as if his soles had been rubbed with oil and discreetly slipped away. Feng Jiu swung her hands and wiped the sweat from her brow with a smile. She felt incredible because it had been a long time since she had practiced with such zeal. Different levels of strength resulted in different speeds. Her attack seemed to be a half-beat slower than Elder Mei’s. However, one cannot say that the practice had had no effect because her movement and ability to avoid attacks had improved. She headed to the courtyard, planning to take a bath and change into fresh clothes. When Elder Mei left and walked into the courtyard afterwards, he ran into Leng Shuang and the child. As soon as he saw Leng Shuang, he smiled and stroked his beard. “Leng Shuang! You’re bringing Little Hao’er out to play yet again! That’s great. You care for children before you marry, and you will be better at caring for the children you have later.” Leng Shuang glanced at him and asked, “What are you doing here again?” “Hehe, I was about to return to the courtyard after practicing with Miss. I didn’t expect to run into you.” He smiled with his eyes narrowed, then looked at the child and asked, “How was this young boy raised? He’s so chubby that it makes me want to hold and play with him.” “Not everyone is allowed to hug Little Master. If you want to return to the courtyard, hurry up!” Leng Shuang said as he walked past him, holding the giggling Hao’er. “I’m taking Little Master to the master’s side. I don’t have time to talk with you right now.” “All right, then you go!” He waved his hand, stood still, and waited until he could no longer see them before stroking his beard and walking slowly toward the courtyard. “It is also a blessing!” He spoke softly. His smile grew wider, but nobody heard him and no one understood what he said. That night, the night watchman, Elder Mei, looked around with his hands behind his back while humming a tune. When he got to the back door, he saw two shadows sneaking in, and when he saw that they were about to enter the formation, he hit them with a chop of his hand, knocking them out in an instant. He then picked them up. He chuckled when he took the black clothes off their faces to look at them. “How dare you get into this house when you are so weak? How reckless.” He cheerfully grabbed the two unconscious people by the collar and dragged them away, planning to ask for a reward tomorrow. The following morning, as Feng Jiu prepared to leave, Elder Mei entered excitedly while dragging two men in black. “Last night, I caught two little thieves. Miss. Look, can you add another half catty of wine every day?” He asked with an eager look on his face.