Xu Wan rolled her eyes to the sky.
She knew it.
Who would have thought that the wise and learned old scholar would be so easily deceived by the little devil? Truly, the little devil was worthy of his reputation. Full of clever schemes and tricks.
"Fine, fine, fine. The pupil is indeed teachable. Zong Jincheng, your progress over the past month has truly impressed me. As the ancient saying goes, 'It's never too late to mend,' and since you are still young, there's plenty of time to catch up with your studies."
Baili Xi praised him while smiling, his eyebrows and eyes crinkling together, making him look just like the Laughing Buddha with his plump figure.
Zong Jincheng, finally feeling a sense of triumph, proudly raised his eyebrows at Xu Wan and placed his hands on his hips.
It was as if he was saying:
See? This round is a victory for this young master!
The mischievous and confident expression of the young boy was dazzling, making even Cui Zhi feel anxious for him.
