The Marquis Mansion’s Elite Class

Zong Wenxiu let go of him and whispered a reminder, "Don’t say things like that again; Lin Yu might get upset."

The little troublemaker, now released, glanced at Lin Yu, who had come to share good news, and finally composed himself to ask, "How did you do on the exam?"

Lin Yu smiled, "I haven’t checked yet. I’ll go look now." With that, he walked over to find the eight-year-old’s results list.

Zong Jincheng said to his brother, "Lin Yu is definitely going to take first place this time, especially since I’m not there to compete with him."

Zong Wenxiu nodded with his eyes closed, resigned, "Yes, yes, but when he comes back, don’t say that, okay?"

"Got it, got it," the little troublemaker agreed readily.

While they were talking, Luo Chen walked over and deliberately bumped into Zong Wenxiu, causing him to stumble. Luo Chen sneered, "Not doing so well, huh? Just fifty-third place. In a few days, you’ll be out of here."

Before Zong Wenxiu could steady himself and respond, the little troublemaker charged forward like a bull, crashing into Luo Chen.

"You jerk! How dare you bully my brother! Who do you think you are? I’ll take you down!"

The little troublemaker had long disliked Luo Chen. Last time, his brother had stopped him from acting out, but this time, he couldn’t hold back.

Luo Chen was two years older than Zong Jincheng and had the advantage in height and strength. The two wrestled, with Luo Chen mostly pinning Zong Jincheng down, but the little guy’s stubbornness made it a struggle for Luo Chen too.

"Jincheng!" Zong Wenxiu stepped forward to pull him away, but his hands paused and instead went to pull Luo Chen back.

This indirectly helped Zong Jincheng, who now found it easier to grab at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen shouted, "Zong Jincheng, this is Qingbo Academy, not the Martial Academy! If you dare lay a hand on me, I’ll have the dean expel you right now!"

The little troublemaker roared back, "Go ahead! Ask the dean who funded the new dormitories at the academy!"

Zong Wenxiu was stunned.

The new dormitories at Qingbo Academy were actually donated by their family, the Yangyuan Marquis Manor?

He was once again reminded of their family’s immense wealth. No wonder the dean was so respectful to his aunt.

Luo Chen, furious, gritted his teeth, "You little brat! So what if you’re rich? Your family is just a marquis’s household. How dare you provoke us, the Great General’s family? Do you know who my father is?"

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Buyan: "..."

He didn’t dare move. Really, he didn’t.

If the two kids fought, it was just a childish scuffle. But if he, a grown man, joined in, the nature of the fight would change entirely.

Luo Chen hadn’t trained in martial arts either, so the two of them ended up pulling at each other’s clothes and hair like amateurs. By the time the dean arrived, neither of them had even a bruise on their faces.

The dean sighed in relief and said, "If you have any grievances, settle them on the exam stage. Qingbo Academy does not condone physical fights."

Then he quickly approached Zong Jincheng to make sure his little benefactor was unharmed before stepping back.

Seeing this, Luo Chen was livid and pointed at the dean, "You… money-grubber!"

The dean feigned ignorance, "What are you talking about, Young Master Luo? I don’t understand."

Foolish child, didn’t he know how long the dean had wanted to build new facilities? Finally, he had found a willing sponsor in the Yangyuan Marquis Manor. No matter how difficult the little benefactor was to handle, the dean would never side against him.

Zong Jincheng hadn’t known about this at first. It was only when Shunzi accidentally let it slip during a conversation that he found out Xu Wan and Steward Liu had secretly arranged this grand gesture.

The little troublemaker stuck his tongue out at Luo Chen, "Take that, you big bully!"

Luo Chen, enraged, tried to lunge forward again but was blocked by the dean, who sternly said, "Young Master Luo, I’ve heard that you and Zong Wenxiu are set to take the Child Prodigy Class test in eight days. Normally, the results would be announced the next day. But since you two seem so eager, I’ll arrange for the teachers to grade the papers on the spot. Settle your differences then."

"Fine," Luo Chen glared at the dean. "I have proof. When Zong Wenxiu loses, let’s see how you’ll protect them then!"

The dean nodded with a smile.

In his heart, he cursed, "This brat Luo Chen is all talk and no substance. He’s nothing compared to my little benefactor. In eight days, he’ll be kicked out of the academy."

Luo Chen stormed off, and the crowd dispersed.

Lin Yu returned after checking his results, only to find that the fight had already ended. That was quick…

Lin Yu said to Zong Jincheng, "You’re really bold. Even though Luo Chen is just a bastard son, his father is Luo Jingfeng, the Great General of Pacifying the West. You’re the only one in Qingbo Academy who dares to provoke him."

The little troublemaker snorted, "If anyone bullies my brother, it doesn’t matter who they are!"

Hearing this, Zong Wenxiu felt a warm glow in his heart.

He always knew his brother was the best.

Lin Yu sighed enviously, "You two cousins have such a good relationship. Unlike me, my own blood brothers haven’t even come to see me."

The Zong brothers were surprised.

How could siblings be so cold to each other?

But then again, considering Lin Yu’s father, perhaps the siblings in the Lin family had been raised in the same callous manner.

Lin Yu laughed bitterly, "But it’s fine. Don’t worry about me. I’ve already climbed to first place in this exam. In a few years, if I do well in the imperial exams, I’ll make them all regret treating me so poorly."

Zong Jincheng clenched his fist in encouragement, "That’s right! When the time comes, crush them under your feet, again and again!"

"Hahaha, Jincheng, you’re so funny…"

After chatting for a while, the Zong brothers bid him farewell. On the way back, Zong Wenxiu helped tidy up his brother’s clothes and hair, making him look much better than before.

But no matter how much they fixed it, the signs of the scuffle were still visible. Xu Wan, sitting in the carriage, chuckled, "Got into another fight? Did you win?"

Zong Jincheng lifted his chin proudly, "Of course!"

"Ha, sure you did," Xu Wan said, knowing full well what had happened inside. She called them into the carriage and asked, "How did you find out about the donation to the academy?"

The little troublemaker couldn’t possibly betray Shunzi.

He boasted, "I have keen ears. I know everything that happens in this household!"

Xu Wan rolled her eyes at him.

The little troublemaker suddenly realized, "Wait, how do you know what happened inside? Buyan came with us. Who told you?"

Xu Wan closed her eyes and mimicked his nonsense, "I have eyes that see far. I can witness everything that happens to you, big or small."

The little troublemaker: "!"

He’d been hit by his own boomerang again.