Ling Mohan deliberately put on a show of anger, echoing Feng Jin’s words and doing his best to convey his extreme dissatisfaction and resentment towards the matter.
His gaze, however, was carefully assessing Feng Jin’s expression as he tentatively asked, "If this person is found, what do you plan to do?"
"Naturally, I'm going to give them a good..."
Mid-sentence, Feng Jin suddenly realized how strange Ling Mohan was acting today. Recalling what the servant managing the lumber in the mansion had said, and knowing that only servants from their courtyard had fetched wood, she immediately pointed the finger at Ling Mohan.
"Did you make these wooden swords for them!"
His secret exposed, Ling Mohan’s heart skipped a beat. Clearly guilty, his face even turned a little pale.
At this moment, Feng Jin was more certain than ever of her suspicions. Her gaze fell upon Ling Mohan with disappointment, "You have truly disappointed me. How could you do something so foolish? I never imagined that you would be the one to do such a thing!"
"What's even more outrageous is that you show no remorse. You just tried to help them get the things back. How can you be a father like this..."
Pointing at Ling Mohan, Feng Jin launched into a torrent of scolding, leaving him unable to lift his head.
He truly regretted helping them make the items, thinking that one moment of mistake led to eternal regret.
"It was just an impulse that led me to make them. Besides, they only played with them for less than a day before they were confiscated."
They had indeed been made not long ago. Who could have guessed that the two children would be so unlucky and be discovered by Feng Jin so quickly, leading to the confiscation? Now, he was even dragged into getting scolded alongside them.
"You still want to argue? I think you haven't realized your mistake at all. Those things are so dangerous. If they had accidentally hit themselves in the eye while playing with them, their eyes would have been blinded..."
Feng Jin felt a chill of fear just thinking about it. Fortunately, she had discovered it in time and avoided a major disaster.
What was more, Ling Mohan, the instigator, didn't show the slightest sign of recognizing his mistake. Instead, he seemed to be acting righteously, truly infuriating her.
"You... you are incorrigible! I bet you'll do it again. Next time, will you be preparing a rocket for them to send them straight into outer space!"
"Rocket... and outer space, what are those?"
"Don't focus on unimportant things. I just want to ask if you plan to prepare such things for them again. If you're going to prepare anything, you might as well get all eighteen kinds of weapons ready, swords, spears, and halberds."
What was originally just an angry remark unexpectedly led to Ling Mohan actually preparing swords, spears, and halberds for the two children in the near future. This turned their courtyard into chaos every day, with not a single peaceful moment.
She even took a sword and chased Ling Mohan around the courtyard, creating utter pandemonium.
"Of course not. They are both grown up now. When I was their age, I had already started practicing martial arts and archery. It's time for them to start learning as well. You know, 'indulgent mothers spoil their sons.' If you protect and care for them in everything, you will eventually harm them!"
When he was as old as Da Bao and Er Bao, he could already shoot an arrow. Now, Da Bao and Er Bao had not even seen what a bow and arrow looked like.
Boys needed to be toughened up. If they were raised like girls, pampered and protected, wouldn't they turn out to be useless adults?
They would completely lose the noble spirit of the Ling family's sons. In the past, Da Bao and Er Bao were too young, so he hadn't interfered with their education.
But since he began teaching them martial arts every morning, he discovered that Da Bao and Er Bao were indeed good seedlings for martial arts training. Their current age was the perfect time for them to begin.
Rather than continuing to teach them in secret, it was better to seize this opportunity to confess directly.
"What do you mean by that?"
The more she listened, the stranger Ling Mohan's words seemed, as if he had a hidden meaning.
"I think it's time to start teaching them martial arts. As sons of the Ling family, they absolutely cannot be so timid. If they don't have martial arts skills and are bullied outside, what will happen!"
Ling Mohan spoke with great righteousness, clearly having decided to teach the children martial arts.
After hearing this, Feng Jin immediately exploded. She stood up from her chair and angrily walked over to Ling Mohan, meeting his gaze. "I disagree. How old are they? You want them to start martial arts? Is this how a father acts? You're clearly tormenting the children!"
She really didn't know what Ling Mohan was thinking. The children were so young, and he could come up with such ideas.
If she hadn't known that Ling Mohan was their biological father, she would have suspected if Ling Mohan was truly their father, capable of treating his own sons so harshly.
It was evident how decisive Ling Mohan was when training his soldiers.
No wonder Lu Shi preferred to stay by her side for protection rather than return to the barracks; he must have been afraid of Ling Mohan.
"I am doing this for their own good. Forget it, I can't explain it to you. In any case, my mind is made up. Starting tomorrow, they will get up early and practice martial arts with me."
Arguing further with Feng Jin would be futile, as he knew he couldn't win. He decided to finalize the matter. After all, Da Bao and Er Bao were already accustomed to waking up early for martial arts training.
Moreover, they were extremely happy and enthusiastic about it, not feeling any hardship at all.
"You..." Feng Jin angrily pointed at Ling Mohan, her stomach full of fury with nowhere to vent it.
"Are you their biological father? You can be so ruthless to your own sons!"
She truly wanted to do a paternity test for Ling Mohan and the children, at least to confirm if Ling Mohan was indeed their biological father.
"If I'm not their father, I'll kill you!"
Ling Mohan roared angrily. He knew better than anyone if he was their father.
"You're not... you're not their father! You're clearly a heartless stepfather!"
The man's eyes narrowed slightly, the coldness in them impossible to conceal. He strode forward and pulled Feng Jin's soft body into his arms, fiercely biting her red lips.
*Hiss...*
Caught off guard, Feng Jin let out a soft cry of pain from the bite and pounded her fists against his chest.