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"How dare you hit me, young master!"
"I……"
Looking at Fan Xian's fierce gaze and clenched fists...
The chubby boy suddenly chickened out.
She pouted, looked at Su Yu, and cried out.
"Sir, Fan Xian is bullying me."
“You should do something about him, sir.”
Su Yu was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.
This chubby kid is the type who's both bad at cooking and loves to cause trouble.
If he doesn't get beaten up, who will?
But I also didn't want to listen to him crying and whining.
Su Yu glanced at Fan Xian.
Fan Xian shrugged and nodded.
"Ok sir."
"I won't bother with little brats."
"As long as he doesn't talk nonsense, I won't hit him."
The chubby Versace grinned from side to side.
Hmph, calling himself a little kid makes it seem like he's not a child at all.
However, he was also given an equal look by the gentleman.
They dared not cause any more trouble.
Su Yu sat in a recliner and leisurely sipped her tea.
Ruoruo remained obediently seated on his lap.
Every now and then, I would put a piece of pastry in his mouth.
Versace was fanning Su Yu from the side.
He kept saying he wanted to add banners to the bookstore.
Top scholar, plus sword god.
Two such prestigious names.
Of course, the goal is to advertise the bookstore to the maximum extent possible.
People who admire Mr. now.
But the line could stretch from the east side of Kyoto to the west side and then back again.
This will surely make them a fortune!
"Sir, what do you think of my idea?"
Su Yu smiled and nodded.
"Yes, Not Bad."
After giving him some additional advice.
He also praised Versace's idea without reservation.
Versace scratched his head.
He smiled somewhat shyly, but was secretly overjoyed.
While he was at the Fan residence, he couldn't perceive any of this.
My father, however, never smiled and never praised me.
But my husband is very good; he never hesitates to praise me.
You are truly the best gentleman in the world!
Fan Xian was standing behind her, obediently massaging Su Yu's back.
Suddenly, she smiled sweetly and said in a clear, childlike voice.
"Sir, I saw your sword strike last night."
"So cool! So handsome!"
"This makes my blood boil!"
"Our adoration for the gentleman has reached its peak!"
As she spoke, her long eyelashes blinked.
Her big eyes were also very cooperative.
It conveyed feelings of excitement, agitation, and worship.
Su Yu chuckled softly.
Fan Xian, that kid, always tries to curry favor without asking for anything in return.
He said so much in one breath at that moment.
The worship may be genuine, but there must be other motives involved.
Su Yu didn't expose him, and nodded with a smile.
"Ah."
as predicted.
A moment later, Fan Xian smiled ingratiatingly.
"Sir, will you teach me martial arts?"
"No one taught me that domineering true energy."
"My disciple practices with constant fear and trepidation."
"My heart can't take it."
Although he also had special feelings for his mother's martial arts manual.
Moreover, I always felt it was a peerless secret manual and wanted to practice it properly.
But that thing really requires training to the point of exhaustion.
It keeps exploding every now and then; more than a dozen vases in the house have already broken.
I wonder if one day I'll actually blow myself up and die.
The key issue is that no one knows this martial art, and there's no one who can teach him.
Instead of blindly practicing with this bomb-like secret manual.
It would be better to learn martial arts from the master.
After all, the gentleman is a sword god.
The master's martial arts technique looks both powerful and beautiful.
It's so useful whether you're fighting or showing off!
Su Yu smiled.
"Okay."
"Once the academy opens in a while, I'll teach you all together."
"But how well you train will turn out."
"It all depends on your individual understanding."
Fan Xian nodded excitedly, grinning as he spoke.
"Great!"
"Sir, you're the best!"
Ruoruo and Versace were also surprised to hear this.
He turned his head, looked at Su Yu, and asked excitedly.
"Sir, may we practice too?"
Su Yu thought for a moment and nodded.
"can."
"But you should first learn the things that interest you well."
The siblings nodded excitedly and smiled.
"it is good!"
Fan Xian suddenly looked at Su Yu and asked curiously.
"Sir, how high is your level of cultivation?"
"I heard that you've been promoted to the ninth rank, is that true?"
And then I heard this topic.
The blind man, who had been silent all along, suddenly appeared.
He turned to the side and said calmly.
"No."
Fan Xian was somewhat puzzled.
Wasn't it said that Ye Zhong, who fought with the master, was a ninth-rank official?
The gentleman had already defeated him, yet he still unleashed such a peerless sword strike.