Liang Ci walked over and looked at the wet Mu Huan calmly. He handed over his coat and put it on Mu Huan.
"Didn't the teacher ever tell you to never take shortcuts?" The implication was that getting soaked was your own fault; no one asked you to cheat. Taking unacceptable shortcuts without permission would result in punishment.
"But Master never told me that you're trying to trick me like this!" Mu Huan was dissatisfied. Why was it that taking shortcuts was not okay? Didn't Master also say that a little cleverness was acceptable? How could this man change his expression faster than turning the pages of a book?
Liang Ci knocked Mu Huan's smooth forehead in annoyance. "You are right!" How come you don't have so many clever tricks when studying and practicing calligraphy? He has a lot of crooked ideas to avoid punishment.
"That's right!" Mu Huan touched her forehead that was hit with grievance. If her master hadn't tricked her into coming here to weed and trim the branches, she wouldn't be in such a mess.
"You're just too impatient!" Liang Ci shook his head and stroked the top of Mu Huan's furry head. "Doing these things like weeding and flower trimming requires patience. Look at you, you're expecting to finish a task that takes seven days in one day. Do you think it's possible?"
Liang Ci felt that he had spoken and sighed more in the past few days than in the past ten million years combined. Why was it so difficult to raise a child? Especially one who lacked proper discipline. It was truly exhausting and tiring.
"..." Mu Huan was speechless. She had indeed planned to finish all these tasks within one day at the beginning, but she never expected that such a simple task would be so difficult.
"Tell me, how come you don't have even a little bit of patience when doing things?" Well, she has to be taught slowly. She has never learned it before, so she still needs to be more patient. Liang Ci held his forehead helplessly. Raising a child is really too difficult.
Mu Huan curled her lips and began to talk to herself quietly, "You talk as if you have patience with me."
"What?" Liang Ci was distracted for a moment. This little girl must be complaining.
"Nothing, nothing. I mean, I'll learn patience from my master." No wonder, why did I have to learn so many messed-up things? Why did I have to become like that woman?
"You!" Liang Ci had no way to deal with her. He didn't know how many times he had felt helpless in the past few days.
"Are you hungry?"
Mu Huan touched his stomach and said, "I'm hungry!" What's the point of being righteous? In front of food and the master, those things are cheap and unnecessary!
"Do you want to go out?"
"Is it okay?" Mu Huan looked up, her eyes shining, and she looked at Liang Ci with hope. Ever since she could remember, she had been staying in her master's courtyard. Every day, it was empty and deserted, and there was no fun at all. She had wanted to leave for a long time.
"Keep up!" Liang Ci walked in front and walked towards the courtyard gate. Mu Huan followed him jogging all the way, and even his steps were filled with joy.
God knows she's almost suffocating staying in her room all day, practicing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs, even though none of that has anything to do with her. Even her master might still think she's a talented person with potential.
Mu Huan jogged behind, trying hard to keep up with Liang Ci's pace.
"Master, why are you walking so fast? I can't keep up with you." Mu Huan sped up and stopped in front of Liang Ci. He opened his hand, blocking Liang Ci's steps and began to complain like a spoiled child.
Liang Ci said nothing. He looked at his legs, then at Mu Huan, the implication clear. It's because your legs are short that you can't keep up. There's nothing I can do about it. Ultimately, it's just a "congenital defect"!
Mu Huan was speechless and forcibly suppressed the little devil in his heart who wanted to beat him up. This is his own master! Not being able to hit him is one thing, but not being able to beat him is another.
"Well, okay, you walk slower and I'll try to keep up." Mu Huan walked closely beside Liang Ci and reached out to grab Liang Ci's sleeve to prevent him from walking fast again and making her unable to keep up.
Liang Ci indulged Mu Huan's behavior, letting her do what she wanted, just this time, and letting her be willful. But in matters like this, if you indulge her, there will be a first time, and then a second time, and then there will be an infinite number of times.
The interaction between the two of them naturally shocked all the passing gods, whether they were small gods or great gods.
This is Lord Liang Ci! High above, a flower of the Gaoling Mountains, to be admired from afar, not to be desecrated! How many female gods have dreamed of a perfect partner, only to have them plucked from them by a little girl? Doesn't Lord Liang Ci dislike women?
"Master, why do I feel like they're all staring at us?" It felt like a play, making the audience feel uncomfortable. And are all the gods so open about their conversation? They're talking about people right in front of their faces while the people involved are still here.
"Don't worry about it!" This was one of the reasons he preferred solitary living and didn't like going out. The gods were supposed to be aloof and aloof, but they were just like humans, dabbling in all sorts of gossip.
Mu Huan curled her lips. She wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't stand what those people said!
Like, "She's just a little yellow-haired girl who isn't even a god. How can she compare to Lord Xi Ling?"
And "What's wrong with Lord Liang Ci? Has your vision for more than a thousand years fallen on such a little girl?"
What's even more outrageous is, "I think this woman is like a rabbit silk flower. I'm afraid she can't even do the simplest fighting. I hope she won't be beaten to the point where she has to call for help from Lord Liang Ci!"
She was okay in other aspects, and she accepted that she couldn't compare to a woman like Xi Ling. But why was she crying for help after being beaten? This was unbearable. She was one of the best fighters, okay? Why were these people so blind and looked down upon?
Mu Huan wanted to rush over to argue, but was pulled aside by Liang Ci.
Liang Ci put his thin lips close to Mu Huan's ear, his slightly warm breath puffing on Mu Huan's neck. "Where have you learned what I taught you before? Huh?"
"But..." Okay, looking at Liang Ci, she was still quite cowardly. Just endure it, a gentleman's revenge is never too late, don't let her catch these gods one day, otherwise don't blame her for finding gossip about them, whispering in their ears every day, annoying them to death!
Liang Ci looked at the obedient little girl in Banlou's arms and smiled softly. Then he looked up, his eyes cold and cold. Looking at those who gossiped about his little apprentice, Liang Ci felt that it was time to clean up the God Clan, so that they would no longer do nothing but gossip about others.
The moment some lesser gods caught sight of Liang Ci's eyes, they immediately averted their gaze. Lord Liang Ci was still Lord Liang Ci; a single glance could convince anyone. He was indeed the Lord God of Light, daring to single-handedly challenge the entire demon clan and escape unscathed. This was their faith!
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