The nth time I met my puppet

But Wan Nan knew that San Bing had definitely seen it, but he had let her go. Why? Because she was just a child? Or maybe San Bing didn't want to hurt innocent people?

Wan Nan was not sure, but since the two of them had the same idea, they tacitly did not mention it and left directly.

Along the way, the scattered soldiers were thinking about a question, but they couldn't find the answer.

"Little Mute, your swordsmanship...? Who did you learn it from?"

Sanbing only felt that Wan Nan's swordsmanship was very similar to the one she taught him, except that the one she taught him was softer and integrated offense and defense, allowing him to kill the enemy without getting hurt himself, which was also safer.

However, Wan Nan's moves were more fierce and brutal, with almost no defense and deadly moves everywhere, as if he only wanted to take people's lives, not caring whether he would get hurt or not.

He naturally didn't know that the change in Wan Nan's swordsmanship was because of him. Because of her hatred for the doctor, she wanted to kill him almost at all costs, so these changes occurred.

Wan Nan felt a little happy when she heard this. Fortunately, this heartless man still remembered her.

"Host! What a great opportunity! See if you can make him recognize you? Give him a subtle hint!"

"Huh? Didn't they say that this kind of operation is not allowed?"

Wan Nan felt a little confused. 007 had clearly told her before that she couldn't do this, so why was he asking her to do it now?

"Don't worry, after the host has passed that test, these are all privileges. Besides, it's just a hint. Even if the Lord God comes, he can't say anything. After all, the host hasn't said anything."

007 encouraged Wan Nan. Although he knew that this was strictly prohibited, it didn't matter in order to send Wan Nan home. He just wanted to help Wan Nan go home as soon as possible, and he would bear all the consequences of violating the rules.

So Wan Nan followed 007's advice, pointed at herself, and then pointed at the skirmisher, indicating that it was the skirmisher she taught.

Sanbing's expression showed a trace of confusion, and he seemed to doubt whether he had misunderstood Wannan's meaning.

"What do you want to say? Do you want to say... you learned it from me?"

She actually wanted to say that she taught it to Sanbing, but Sanbing obviously didn't understand. But even though he said the opposite, it didn't matter, because her swordsmanship was indeed taught by Sanbing, so she nodded.

There was also a hint of joy in her heart. Fortunately, Sanbing could understand what she wanted to express, otherwise she, a mute, would be anxious. Unfortunately, her joy was crushed after only two seconds.

Sanbing's face was filled with black lines, a perfectly accurate image of a black face with a question mark. He simply felt it was absurd. He had clearly never met this little mute before, and yet this little mute just came up and started talking nonsense?

"Even if you don't want to say it, there's no need to talk nonsense like this, right?"

A trace of disgust rose in Sanbing's heart. He really wanted to ask more questions, but her answer was clearly meant to tease him, so he didn't want to continue asking. What's more, there was a certain gap between the two. Perhaps it was just because they had the same origin.

So he stopped asking questions and even turned his back on Wan Nan, completely ignoring her.

Wan Nan was silent, speechless, and furious.

"No! How can this guy have such a poor understanding? Not only does he have a poor understanding, but he also has a bad temper! He always gives me a bad face! I'm so angry that I want to slap him!"

"Host, calm down. You can't hit him!"

"I'm convinced! After all, you've been with me for so long, damn it, you can't even be in tune with me? All the learning was in vain?"

007 was silent for a while, then said a heartbreaking fact.

"Host, is it possible that you were too pretentious back then?"

Wan Nan fell silent again. It made so much sense, she couldn't refute it. At that time, she thought that she couldn't teach children bad things. It was indeed outrageous. Thinking about it this way, it made a lot more sense.

But Wan Nan was still very angry and wanted to explain to San Bing, but San Bing completely ignored her. Now she was left speechless and anxious.

Wan Nan completely shut herself off and could only follow San Bing silently, but...

Kid, you seem to have gone too far!

Wan Nan even followed San Bing to his private residence, and showed no intention of stopping. If San Bing had not stopped him in time, would Wan Nan have planned to go back to the room with him?

"Little mute, why are you following me all the time?"

Wan Nan came back to his senses at this moment, scratching his head a little embarrassedly. He was used to it and hadn't come back to his senses yet.

Sanbing no longer cared about her and slammed the door shut, directly turning Wan Nan away. Wan Nan was so upset that she wanted to break down the broken door.

Before his brain could react, his hands moved first, and in an instant the door was split open. Wan Nan was silent for two seconds, blinked, and showed a hint of innocence.

Sanbing's eyebrows twitched, he couldn't understand why someone would follow him home and break down the door? That was too unreasonable.

"Little mute, did you follow us here just to tear down the door?"

Wan Nan shook his head silently, but his hands worked faster than his brain, unexpectedly.

Wan Nan tried to install the door awkwardly. As soon as he pulled the door panel up from the ground, it broke into two pieces. Now there was no way he could put it back together.

Wan Nan awkwardly let go of his hand, his eyes wandering, but he suddenly noticed a rose behind the door. It looked wilted due to long-distance transportation and not being adapted to the climate here, but it was obvious that it was well protected by the scattered soldiers.

Sanbing noticed Wannan's eyes, and a hint of vigilance appeared in them. He stood in front of Qiangwei without leaving a trace, fearing that she would not only break down the door, but also do something else.

Wan Nan seemed to see through his thoughts, waved her hand innocently, and threw the sword aside. Only then did the soldier breathe a sigh of relief.

Wan Nan was a little confused. Whether it was when Inazuma Sanbing was accompanying the little boy or in the future, there always seemed to be such a rose by his side. Why?

The skirmisher seemed to see her confusion.

"You mean, why do you keep this rose alone?"

Wan Nan nodded. This was indeed very strange. At least she, who was a bit thick-skinned, hadn't figured it out yet.

Sanbing was silent for a long time this time. He was reluctant to talk about the past and didn't know how to bring it up. After all, he had even forgotten her name, and this red rose was the only thing he had left to prove that she existed.

He actually didn't want to say it, but looking at Wan Nan's eyes, he was unconsciously shaken. He didn't know the reason, but looking at those eyes, he couldn't remain indifferent, as if he had looked into her eyes countless times.

She thought that since she was a little mute, it didn't matter even if she spoke. After all, mutes couldn't speak, so she could only listen.

This is a new sprout I picked up from the ashes, in the place that was once called home. The person who planted the rose taught me many things, but in the end, nothing was left.

I don't even remember her name or her voice. The world instantly erased all traces of her existence, and I desperately want to find proof that she existed.

But I only found this new sprout in the ashes, and to me, this is the proof of her existence."

The soldier spoke softly, his expression becoming extremely gentle and full of affection as he looked at the rose, as if he was whispering his longing.

Wan Nan was overwhelmed with emotions at once. To be honest, she was a bit insensitive when it came to relationships. She had thought of many possibilities, but she had never imagined that it would be her fault.

Wan Nan's eyes were filled with heartache. She was unable to catch up and see at the last moment. She couldn't imagine how Sanbing, with his hands that had all ten fingers burned off, dug out this new sprout from the mud.

How painful that must be...

Sanbing didn't notice her beside him, but was concentrating on looking at the rose. Wan Nan looked at him quietly, her nose sore.

Don’t look at the flowers...look at me, I’m right next to you.

I am right next to you, but we cannot recognize each other.

Look at me, please take a good look at me who is by your side.

Wan Nan was almost in tears. She really wanted to tell him that she was by his side and wanted to hug him.

But when the soldier noticed her expression, he took a half step back without leaving a trace, and the look of disgust in his eyes almost overflowed.

"What's that expression on your face? Are you moved to tears? You're too easily affected by others' emotions. This is a sign of weakness." Sanbing said coldly, his tone full of disdain and ridicule.

The main point is that my coldness is minus 8 degrees.

Hearing this, Wan Nan's tears stopped instantly. She was so angry that she was shaking all over. She glared at San Bing fiercely and said, "Damn it, all the heartache I felt just now can go to hell!"

I'm so angry, it's like ivory can't come out of a dog's mouth!