It is said that scholars are proud and have a unique character, but he did not see the pride and character of these students from poor families.

On the first day, seeing that he was dressed simply, he angered the teacher, and no one paid him any attention. Later, a rumor spread that he was a disciple of Master Shu and the junior brother of Feng Ziyi, and people began to come and chat with him.

As a result, it was discovered that the young master of the Feng family seemed to dislike this junior brother very much, and those who had come to talk to him earlier immediately disappeared.

Jiang Yan was not surprised by this; such is human nature.

He grew up in brothels and taverns, and had seen all sorts of sordid things and dealt with all kinds of people.

What does it matter what these people, or even Feng Ziyi's attitude, are? For him, the most important thing is to make everyone in the Shu family feel more sorry for him.

His gaze swept over the gnomon in the courtyard.

It's late afternoon (Shenshi).

He closed the book in his hand, neatly put it into his book box, ignored the teacher's voice still lecturing inside, and walked out with his book box on his back.

We cannot keep our master waiting.

Since Jiang Yan got caught in the rain last time, how could Shu Yun not know Feng Ziyi's little scheme? Afterwards, she simply stopped delaying the end of get out of class. No matter how far the lecture had progressed, she would pack up and leave as soon as it was late afternoon.

Although Feng Ziyi sincerely apologized to her afterward, she still left get out of class on time. Feng Ziyi's personality, which was given to her by fate, was really not likable.

"A lowly slave from a brothel is bound to use tricks, secretly sowing discord between Master Shu and Young Master Feng," the gatekeeper had long disliked the strikingly handsome young man. Ignoring the advice of those around him, he spoke to the person standing quietly by the wall, "Only a kind person like Master Shu would be willing to take you in and even give you the status of a disciple. Otherwise, how could someone of your lowly status be worthy of stepping into our Feng residence?"

The servant became more and more excited as he spoke. Seeing the other person's soft hair falling down and his head bowed, he felt even more that even though the other person had become a disciple of the Shu family, he still retained a servile nature and was easy to bully.

The servant who had once kindly reminded Jiang Yan tugged at his companion, telling him not to speak like that.

"What's there to be afraid of! What did I say wrong? It's because of him that everyone in the Shu family has become a bit cold towards Young Master Feng. Look at his appearance, he's just someone who uses his looks to bewitch people..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the person by the wall suddenly raise their head. Their beautiful eyes were not as cold and indifferent as usual. The eyes that looked at him were dark and deep, yet extremely aggressive, like a lurking vicious dog that would tear him to pieces once it got the chance.

The feeling of being watched made the servant's hair stand on end, and a thin layer of sweat immediately broke out on his back.

But that look only lasted for a brief moment; the boy quickly looked away and stopped looking at him.

This time, the servant dared not utter any more sarcastic remarks. Even though it had only been a short time, he had genuinely felt a chill run down his spine.

When Shu Yun walked out of the Feng residence, Jiang Yan was indeed waiting obediently at the door again, refusing to stop even when told not to wait, displaying a childlike stubbornness.

Upon seeing the person approaching, the boy's beautiful dark eyes lit up. He quickly took a few steps forward with his book bag on his back, reached out familiarly to grab her sleeve, and stood beside her.

He looked up at her, his bright black eyes curving into a smile, his expression gentle and obedient. "Master."

Shu Yun nodded. "Let's go."

The two walked side by side down the street, both dressed in blue robes. Jiang Yan looked up and kept talking, while Shu Yun leaned forward to listen to him. From a distance, they looked very harmonious and warm.

The servant stared blankly at the boy's obedient expression, which was completely different from before; the speed of this change of expression was astonishing.

The boy smiled so genuinely beside Shu Dajia that his beautiful face suddenly seemed exceptionally vibrant, as if the gloomy expression on his face was just his imagination.

The servant swallowed hard, watching as Master Shu gently patted the wolf cub's head. She certainly hadn't seen the boy's other side.