Zhi’er pouted, trying hard to recall.
Mother said, she’s just an ordinary Heavenly Daoist Lady.
The little one truthfully shook her head: "Mother is not well-known here."
Master let out a couple of chuckles: "Why don’t you tell us her name, maybe we all have heard of her."
"After all, anyone who can teach a child must be an extraordinary woman."
He was determined to get to the bottom of it.
As if he wanted to publicly expose Bai Zhi’er’s lie, making her seem like a fraud to be ridiculed.
The scheming light in Master’s eyes made his expression even more sinister.
Bai Zhi’er became increasingly displeased and tried to hide even more behind Fang Wushen.
Her two little hands tightly gripping Fang Wushen’s sleeve.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Second Master, accompanied by several disciples, respectfully led Feng Fuce past.
When he sensed a familiar aura, Feng Fuce halted his steps.
He turned his head, his cold gaze looking at the little one in the classroom.
And saw the two little hands tightly grasping Fang Wushen.
Feng Fuce furrowed his brows silently.
Second Master, beside him, flattering, smilingly reminded: "Marquis? If you wish to see Third Master, please go this way."
Remembering he had other matters to tend to, Feng Fuce withdrew his gaze and left with lifted black boots.
However, in his heart he thought—
The little rascal so quickly has made a new friend?
Facing Master’s question, Bai Zhi’er shook her soft chubby cheeks and said: "Mother is in Heaven."
Meaning, she didn’t want to say her mother’s name.
If you want to know, go to Heaven yourself and ask her.
This statement surprised even Fang Wushen a bit.
Immediately, Fang Wushen looked at her with sympathy and pity.
So young, yet already lost a mother.
This instantly aroused his protective instincts even more.
But Master acted as if he had grasped a handle on Bai Zhi’er, stroking his beard with feigned regret.
"I see. No wonder there’s no family education for one without a mother!"
He said with a half-smile: "If one’s mother isn’t present, it’s like a rootless duckweed."
"Poor little girl, it’s fine, study well here, I won’t charge you any fee, nephew."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her long eyelashes twice and softly retorted: "Not as pitiful as you."
Master was taken aback: "What?"
The little one calmly looked at him: "Not as pitiful as you. Your face is so dark, be careful."
Do too many bad things, and retribution will come quickly.
But upon hearing this, Master’s face turned very unpleasant!
This damn girl dared to curse him!
Gao Qianqian immediately became displeased.
"What nonsense are you spouting! My dad lets you study for free, and you curse him, you ill-mannered brat!"
Bai Zhi’er innocently blinked her long lashes: "I was kindly reminding him."
"Kindly reminding my foot! You’re just acting all Yin Yang!" Gao Qianqian wanted to rush over and scold Bai Zhi’er again.
Fang Wushen blocked in front of Gao Qianqian with a single move.
He spoke fiercely, clenching his fist tightly: "No bullying my sister!"
Seeing members of the Fang family speak up, Master abruptly pulled away his daughter.
"Not a problem, I’m not one to argue with a little girl, hehe." He chuckled.
Then, Master said nothing more and Ma Fuzi, seeing that the hour was nearly up, called everyone to go for lunch.
Fang Wushen ran to Fang Youzhen’s ear and whispered something.
Bai Zhi’er just obediently packed her paper, ink, brush, and inkstone.
At this moment, someone passed by her side and deliberately sneered: "Rootless child."
Bai Zhi’er tilted her little face up, innocently looking at him.
Those boys saw the little one didn’t respond, so they became even more enthusiastic.
"You have no mother, so you’re a rootless child. From now on, your nickname will be Rootless, how about that, haha!"
They laughed heartily.
A large pile of tiles fell with a crackle from above their heads!
All smashed onto their foreheads!
Bai Zhi’er was just sitting beside, yet she was completely unharmed.
This big commotion left everyone in the classroom astonished.
Fang Wushen quickly ran over: "What happened! Little Jing sister, are you alright!"
Bai Zhi’er stared back with dark, adorable eyes: "I’m fine, they almost got cracked heads!"
A weak voice emerged from under the tiles—