"Heh, then you better not say I'm scared," Ji Fengming rolled her eyes at the boy, grabbed his collar and pulled him away from Hei Xiao: "Who cares who you are? Go, go, go back to your seat, you little brat!"

"Who are you calling a little kid? You don't look any older than me. You're the little kid," the boy retorted.

After saying that, he moved closer to Black Owl, looking curious: "Big brother, how did you recognize me?"

Black Owl: "..."

I didn't recognize you at all, you just looked familiar, I guess I've seen you somewhere before;

Besides, you weren't disguised. If someone knew you, wouldn't they recognize you?

Black Owl didn't say anything, but the boy seemed certain that people had recognized him. He muttered in annoyance, "That's right, it's because I have a princess sister-in-law that everyone in the capital knows me. I didn't expect that people would still recognize me here."

Upon hearing this, Black Owl knew who he was.

The late emperor did not leave behind any princesses in the capital.

Of all the women the emperor had married and remained in the capital, only the eldest princess married Wang Jin, the eldest son of Wang Bingyao, the Left Censor-in-Chief.

The Left Censor's family only has two sons. Judging from his age, this one is probably Wang An, the younger brother of Wang Jin.

The Wang family had very strict family rules, but Wang An was not fond of reading the classics. He often sneaked out to eat, drink, and play, and every now and then he would stage a scene of fathers grabbing sons and brothers grabbing brothers on the streets of the capital.

Wang Bingyao and Wang Jin went to great lengths to help him study and succeed.

"Hehe, so you are Wang An, the young master of the Wang family, one of the four little tyrants of Kyoto and the Left Censor." Ji Fengming also realized his identity and laughed with extreme threat: "When I came here just now, I saw your servants looking for someone. Should I call them to come and pay their respects to you, young master?"

"No, no, no, brother, you're my own brother. I've only been away for two days, and I've been busy running away these past two days. I haven't even started having fun yet," Wang An immediately cowered, sidling up to Ji Fengming and pleading in a low voice.

Seeing him like this, Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, and Hei Xiao all secretly shook their heads.

This boy is so unaware of the dangers of the world!

Many people, whose secrets have fallen into Wang Bingyao's hands, are looking for an opportunity to retaliate against him. This kid dares to leave the capital and run away without permission. Isn't he just asking to be kidnapped?

"Considering your father was a decent official, and since you call me brother, you can come with us until your family arrives," Ji Fengming said, pulling him to sit down next to Ji Chenhai.

“No, I don’t know you, why should I follow you?” Wang An instinctively struggled and refused.

Ji Fengming gestured with his chin toward the trembling servant behind him, saying, "You may not recognize us, but your servants do. Come, tell your master who we are."

"Ah Qing, who are they?" Wang An turned around, looking at the servant who was trembling like a leaf in the autumn wind with a puzzled expression.

“They are, Marquis Anping and his heir…” Aqing was almost in tears.

Wang An was stunned for a while, then suddenly stood up and exclaimed, "You're the same bandits who were recently recruited and brought to the capital?!"

What?! Bandits?!

Everyone on the second floor was startled by what they heard, and cups, bowls and chopsticks fell to the ground, and the room fell silent instantly.

A fierce and displeased look from Ji Chenhai sent everyone scrambling to leave their seats.