"So, this is how you were injured?"
Chen Nuo's expression was grim as he looked at Chen Yong.
His eyes swept over the wounds on his body.
Chen Yong hung his head in frustration. "Brother Nuo, I couldn't beat the second guy. He was too strong."
"I'm sorry."
Hearing Chen Yong's apology, Chen Nuo took a deep breath. "It's alright. If you feel weak, just train harder. Besides, I'll be teaching you something new in a few days. Make sure you practice it well."
"Okay." Chen Yong mumbled, then walked toward the backyard with his head hung low.
Chen Nuo glanced at his anxious uncle beside him.
"Go ahead, Uncle."
Chen Shuiwen quickly followed him into the backyard.
After they were both gone, Chen Nuo's expression cooled.
He was furious.
Who was Chen Yong?
His cousin. The brother he had been closest to since they were children.
The big lug had always been utterly devoted and sincere with him.
He knew Chen Yong genuinely saw him as family.
