Not well. I have barely any Dou Qi left. It'll be hard to recover."
Xiao Yan shook his head lightly.
"I see. That's unfortunate, but with your talent, cousin, you'll recover to Dou Qi Stage Six in no time."
Xiao Ning nodded solemnly.
"Why Stage Six?"
Xiao Yan and Xun'er exchanged a glance, puzzled.
"Because… I've already reached Dou Qi Stage Six!"
Xiao Ning smiled modestly, yet his expression carried a hint of pride.
At just thirteen, achieving Dou Qi Stage Six was impressive within the family, though in front of Xiao Yan and Xun'er, he had to hold his head high.
"Pfft."
The young men and women exchanged glances, unable to suppress their laughter.
"Impressive! Cousin's talent is remarkable—he'll surely become a pillar of strength for the family."
Xiao Yan nodded encouragingly. He found the earnestness of these youths amusing, so blatant yet so serious.
"Not bad. But cousin, you must recover quickly. Without such a worthy rival, I'd be bored."
Xiao Ning, encouraged by Xiao Yan's praise, felt like he was on top of the world, speaking with newfound boldness.
"Yes. If I could crush you underfoot, that would truly be a moment of accomplishment for me."
Xiao Yan nodded lightly, smiling thoughtfully.
"Impossible, I suppose."
Xiao Ning, in high spirits, suddenly met Xiao Yan's deep black eyes.
For some reason, he felt an inexplicable chill—as if standing before his grandfather before being struck. Xiao Yan smiled while speaking, yet the pressure lingered.
"Hehe… and your sister? Why didn't she join the meal today?"
Xiao Yan didn't care about Xiao Ning's reaction. A ten-thousand-year-old veteran like him wouldn't bother with a thirteen-year-old brat.
He casually asked about Xun'er, thinking of her beauty and elegant legs.
"She's at a critical stage of her training."
Xiao Ning exhaled, feeling the strange pressure lift, only to put on a composed expression again.
"She's about to break through to Dou Qi Stage Nine!"
About to break through to Dou Qi Stage Nine?"
Xiao Yan's mind flashed to the memory of those long, jade-like legs, and he nodded slightly.
Xiao Yu's talent among the younger generation of the Xiao family was quite remarkable, far surpassing Xiao Ning.
Of course, such talent could not compare to Xiao Yan or Xiao Xun'er. Their abilities were rare even across the entire Kama Empire.
In his previous life, Xiao Yu had failed in her attempt to break through to Dou Zhe and fell back to Dou Qi Stage Eight.
It wasn't until she turned nineteen that she truly became a Dou Zhe.
"Seeing as it's for those beautiful legs, I'll give you a little help this time."
With that thought, a playful smirk appeared on Xiao Yan's lips.
He wondered how long it would take in this life to change Xiao Yu's attitude toward him.
"Xun'er, eat some food."
Xiao Yan reached out, placing some of her favorite dishes on her plate.
"Thank you, Brother Xiao Yan."
Xun'er's small face lit up with a sweet smile. Though barely a ten-year-old girl, her smile shone brighter than the crystal chandelier above the table.
"I'll give you some too, Xun'er."
Seeing Xiao Yan win her over so easily, Xiao Ning's heart sank. His previous pride in boasting about himself and his sister vanished, and he quickly tried to mimic Xiao Yan's gestures, hoping to win favor.
"Thanks, cousin, but I already have enough."
Before Xiao Ning could raise his hand, Xun'er's expression had already grown cold, her demeanor clearly saying, stay away.
Xiao Ning: "???"
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