Shi Yaoguang listened to Shi Fan's request, full of question marks.
"Xiaofan, are you sure you want Zhan Miao to come and be a little errand boy?"
Shi Fan, with a small frown, nodded very seriously, his tone even carrying a hint of melancholy, "Who can blame him for not being talented? If only he had a bit more talent, then I wouldn't have to worry about him."
Shi Yaoguang helplessly said, "Whether someone is talented or not is innate, with his current status, what are you thinking, still wanting him to be a little errand boy?"
"What's wrong with being a little errand boy?" Shi Fan didn't mind, "In the Sect, even a little errand boy is different from those outside! With me covering him, who would dare to bully him?"
Shi Yaoguang: "..."
Don't say it, but Shi Fan really thought so.
She suddenly didn't know what to say.
Maybe a child's thoughts are just that innocent.
Having thought that, Shi Yaoguang still explained the issue of the errand boy's status to Shi Fan.
