This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 48 Here you go, a broken knife!
Although Wildfire was puzzled, he didn't ask any further questions.

Passing through the back garden, the wildfire was directly brought into a small yard by the wind and thunder.

In the yard, Song Qiang was sitting on a small bench, hunched over the rudder, cutting radishes, and when he saw the wind, thunder and wildfire, he stood up in a hurry.

"From today onwards, you will be responsible for helping Xiaoqiang chop vegetables!"

Bringing a big knife in his hand to Yehuo, Fenglei said a few words, turned and left.

"Why?!"

Wildfire rushed over and stopped in front of him.

"This is the master's order!"

Fenglei's face was calm.

"The master said, when you can use this knife to cut radishes like hair, you can go to the martial arts training ground and learn knife skills!"

"I'm here to learn knife skills, not to learn how to chop vegetables!"

Yehuo directly threw the knife in his hand into his arms.

"If you don't want to chop vegetables, you can leave the academy now!"

Feng Lei took the knife, with a calm expression on his face, but narrow eyes flashed in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Yehuo tried hard to suppress his anger, and took the knife back from his hand while biting on it.

"Tell your Sixth Princess, I, Yehuo, will never leave the academy!"

"There is a sentence I want to remind you, never disdain the knife in your hand!"

Taking a deep look at the knife in her hand, Feng Lei walked out of the courtyard gate.

Cursing his lips at his back, Yehuo lowered his face and looked at the knife in his hand.

The scabbard was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary. It was black and stained with unknown stains. At first glance, it was no different from the one picked up from the trash.

She grabbed the scabbard, drew the knife in her hand, and waited until the whole knife appeared in front of her eyes.

Yehuo had the urge to take a knife and slash Ding Ren's monstrous face a few times.

The knife in his hand was covered with embroidered spots, the blade was almost as thick as the back of the knife, and there were many broken holes.

Such a knife, not to mention cutting people, has problems with cutting vegetables!
When Yehuo was sulking at the broken knife, Song Qiang smiled and moved another bench beside her and sent it to her side.

"sit down!"

(End of this chapter)