"Sir, to be honest with you, the orphans from the hospice have already been adopted by my second uncle." Since Mr. Xiao had already guessed it, Zhao Yao saw no point in hiding it. Besides, he believed Mr. Xiao wouldn't spread his affairs. "It was me who arranged for my second uncle to adopt them."
"You wish to cultivate them?"
Zhao Yao nodded and said, "Yes, I want to cultivate some of my own people, so that when I grow up and receive a title, I can take them to my fief and have them help manage the territory."
Mr. Xiao, always stern, showed a look of surprise upon hearing this.
"If your three friends are willing to accompany me to my fief, I hope they can continue teaching, educating the children in my territory." Zhao Yao sat upright, an unprecedented expression on his young face, "Last time I invited you to teach in my fief, I was not joking. I sincerely invited you."
"I know you are serious."
At this moment, Tong Xi came over to remind Zhao Yao that it was time for lunch.
