No sooner had Guan Qin left than Shu Yun leisurely arrived at the academy.

Then she saw her little apprentice sitting alone on the veranda. The flower branches outside the railing trembled slightly. From her angle, the flower-shaped shadows fell on one side of Jiang Yan's neck, making the little apprentice look very lonely.

Shu Yun immediately frowned and walked towards the corridor of the academy.

"What happened?"

When Jiang Yan saw the person who came, his dark eyes showed some surprise. He quickly stood up and stood in front of her.

During puberty, his voice became slightly hoarse, and he has become less talkative lately, but he still likes to stick close to his master as always.

“I did something wrong and angered the teacher.”

Did you do something wrong?

Shu Yun frowned. Having raised Jiang Yan for so long, she knew Jiang Yan's temperament very well. He was obedient and gentle. Although he was somewhat indifferent to others, he was definitely not the type to cause trouble.

"What's up?"

His pale lips twitched slightly, but he said nothing. His master's tone was somewhat heavy. Would she blame him for causing trouble and making things difficult for her?

Shu Yun glanced at him. "It's fine if you don't want to tell me. We can find out by asking the teacher."

With a flick of her sleeves, the cool fragrance of irises wafted out as her wide blue sleeves billowed. When her cold gaze swept over him, Jiang Yan stiffened, a sense of panic rising within him, and his hands, hanging at his sides, unconsciously clenched.

This was the first time he had seen his master's cold gaze. He was usually eloquent and cautious, and had never angered his master before. That look just now clearly made his master angry.

He grabbed her sleeve in a flustered and anxious manner, preventing her from asking the teacher, fearing that she would be prejudiced by the teacher's words and think that he was arrogant and disrespectful to teachers.

"Master, I'll talk, I'll talk..."

Shu Yun stopped and turned to look at him.

His fingers, hidden in his sleeve, suddenly clenched, the tips turning white from the force. He had always cultivated an image of obedience and docility in front of his master; if…

He began in a low voice, “When I first came here, I didn’t know how to read that article, so I didn’t recite it. The teacher suspected that I was arrogant because of my status and didn’t speak up, so he asked me to recite it by myself, which I did. Then the teacher questioned me, asking why I didn’t speak up when we recited it together earlier if I knew it. I answered that I didn’t know…”

"Isn't this a normal conversation?" Shu Yun wondered, then pressed on to the important question, "Why did the Master punish you?"

“The teacher said I was lying,” Jiang Yan said, looking down at the slightly rolled-up hem of her master’s robe, wanting to bend down and smooth it out for her. “The teacher thinks I’m fabricating my status as a child prodigy, talking nonsense to try to attract attention and disrupt order…”

Hearing this, Shu Yun finally understood. It turned out that the old pedantic scholar wouldn't listen to anyone's explanation and was too concerned about saving face.

The person in front of him suddenly knelt down, not caring how many people would see him in the corridor. He clasped his hands together and touched the ground, pressing his forehead against the back of his hands. "My disciple has caused trouble on the first day of school. Please, Master, do not be angry. Reprimand him instead."

Shu Yun took a step back.

Jiang Yan's face turned pale, thinking that she refused to accept his gift anymore.

She pulled him up, lifted his book box with one hand, and led him outside with the other.

From the very first day she brought the person here, she drove them to the corridor. Even now, if she hadn't happened to come looking for Jiang Yan, she would still be in the dark. No one in the Feng family, inside or out, from top to bottom, takes her disciple seriously.

"It's better not to listen to this old pedant's lectures, lest they corrupt you."

After being pulled to his feet, Jiang Yan stared intently at the two clasped hands. Since being brought home by his master, he had only been held hands by his master once when they were strolling in the courtyard that day. His master had never held his hand since.

Hearing his master's clear and melodious voice, which rarely carried a hint of emotion, he opened his mouth, "Master...you don't blame me?"

Shu Yun snorted coldly, "It's not your fault at all. From the teachers to the poor students, everyone at Fengfu Academy is corrupt and unworthy to teach you or be your classmate. You don't need to come to Fengfu anymore. I will teach you myself."

What a joke! Even if she came down to the mortal realm just to make a cameo appearance, her little apprentice whom Shu Yun casually took in is not someone anyone can bully. Which of the juniors of her Penglai Sect doesn't go out and act arrogantly in her name?

How come this little apprentice I took in from the mortal realm is so clueless? He doesn't even know how to use someone else's power, and he's always being bullied.

As the two walked along the corridor, the sunlight filtered through the bamboo grove, casting dappled shadows on their faces. The fragmented shadows moved swiftly with each step, highlighting the contrast between their complexions.

Jiang Yan, a step behind, followed closely behind her master, whose face was tense. Her long, curled eyelashes drooped slightly, and her bright black eyes, like the stars and moon in the Milky Way, slowly swirled. A smile played at the corners of her mouth, and shallow dimples appeared.

"Hmm." His eyes and brows were filled with a smile, and the smooth, beautiful curve of his eyes seemed to be tinged with a blush in the light and shadow, giving his beautiful face a touch of charm.

He quietly tightened his fingers and grasped his master's soft, slender hand. She was his master, and no other person should ever take her place.

As for the Feng couple, they naturally wanted Guan Qin to take Feng Ziyi as his disciple. With Guan Qin's knowledge and status, as long as he was appreciated and taken as a disciple, his path to success would be within reach.

After chatting with Feng Ziyi, Guan Qin didn't seem to say anything, only saying that they would talk another day, and then left the Feng residence to stay at an inn.

Shu Yun took a hot bath and carefully washed her long hair with soap. She once thought of secretly using a cleansing spell, but her current status was special and she had a close relationship with Feng Ziyi. If she attracted any unusual activity, it would easily change his fate.

Resignedly, she slowly rubbed her hair, then rinsed it with water again and again, cursing Nanpu in her heart for abandoning her son and leaving him to take care of her; she was a real scoundrel.

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