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Just as Wang Zong’an was trembling in fear, Wang Shouzhe arrived at the scene.
"Wang Liyao!" Wang Shouzhe scolded with a grumpy tone, "What are you doing on the stage? You..."
However, the second half of his scolding couldn’t even be uttered.
Because as soon as Wang Liyao saw her father, the composure and authority on her pretty little face disappeared instantly. Her little mouth quivered, and tears welled up.
Then she flew into Wang Shouzhe’s arms, crying aggrievedly: "Daddy, finally you’re here, wah~"
Seeing his precious daughter’s distressed look, Wang Shouzhe’s heart lted instantly. How could he stay angry?
He hurriedly held his precious daughter steady, stroking her hair with a face full of heartache: "You child, standing so high on the platform, aren’t you afraid of falling?"
"Daddy, the old teacher bullied people." Wang Liyao pouted, tears in her eyes, and her pretty cheeks puffed up in anger.
A drop of cold sweat appeared on Wang Shouzhe’s forehead.
Why does the whole scene look like you’re the one bullying the old teacher?
Then Wang Shouzhe scolded his son: "Wang Zong’an, what are you standing there doing? Just standing by blankly without knowing to advise your sister."
Wang Zong’an’s eyes widened suddenly.
This, this is my fault too? I’m only five years old, okay?
Besides, I clearly advised her many tis, but would my sister listen to ?
"You still dare to glare at ?" Wang Shouzhe said with authority, "As the Young Clan Leader of the Ping’an Wang Family, it’s your fault if you can’t control the situation. I’ll deal with you when we get back."
Alright then!
Wang Zong’an had a look of utter despair.
This ti, it seems a spanking is unavoidable. But he was used to it; every ti his sister got into trouble, he couldn’t avoid being implicated.
As the Eldest Legitimate Son of the Wang Family, it was really difficult for him~
Afterward, Wang Shouzhe looked at the students gathering and causing trouble; as his gaze swept over them, they all trembled.
However, this ti Wang Shouzhe wasn’t in the mood to care about them, and he said, "Disperse, go and do what you need to do."
But what Wang Shouzhe could never have imagined was that, although those kids were scared, they didn’t obediently disperse. Instead, they looked eagerly at Wang Liyao.
Hiding in Wang Shouzhe’s arms, crying and acting coquettishly, Wang Liyao waved her hand and said, "Didn’t you hear what my dad said? Disperse, everyone."
As soon as she finished speaking, a large group of students of all ages scattered, going off to do what they needed to do.
This provoked another drop of cold sweat from Wang Shouzhe.
How is it that in this Clan Academy, his authority is not as effective as his daughter’s?
Then he noticed a few familiar figures among the kids trying to sneak away and avoid his gaze.
"Wang Luolan! Wang Shouming! Wang Luoqing! Wang Zongyao! Wang Lili!"
Every ti Wang Shouzhe called out a na, soone in the crowd would tremble and then co back obediently.
From the oldest, Wang Luolan, to the youngest, Wang Luoqing, they all lined up before Wang Shouzhe, each with their heads lowered, not daring to look at him.
"Wang Luolan," Wang Shouzhe glared, "how old are you? Still joining in the mischief with your nephews and nieces!"
"Fourth Brother," Wang Luolan chuckled dryly, weakly saying, "It’s just because the old teacher was a bit too bullying. I was just supporting Yaoyao a little, didn’t do anything else wrong."
Once the little eight-year-old in Wang Shouzhe’s arms, Wang Luolan had grown into a beautiful young lady of fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Hmph!"
Wang Shouzhe snorted, still sowhat displeased: "That old teacher, I’m familiar with him. Although a bit rigid, he is still an elder of the Wang Family’s collateral line. If there’s really any issue, can’t it be resolved properly? It seems to you’re just bored. Your Fourth Sister is a bit overwheld, so you can organize a refugee team over there to dredge and expand the river channel, with a target of no less than thirty miles."
"Yes, Fourth Brother."
Wang Luolan felt a bit aggrieved but obediently accepted the order.
She had done similar work more than once.
The Wang Family’s children were good in this regard, while needing to study and cultivate, they also had to participate in family affairs.
Not only Wang Luolan but also Wang Luomiao, and previously Wang Luqiu, Wang Luojing, and other girls, engaged in family affairs alongside their studies.
This gave them significant training, allowing them to grow quickly. There wasn’t a single complete pampered princess among the Wang family’s young ladies.
Then Wang Shouzhe turned his attention to Wang Shouming and Wang Zongyao.
These two boys, one eight and the other nine, were the continuations of Wang Family’s bloodline, the foundation of the family’s future.
Especially Wang Shouming, the youngest male of the Shou Generation, was the second son of Sixth Uncle Wang Dinghai, taking the place of Wang Shouye as the youngest seventh-generation male.
Just being glanced at by Wang Shouzhe made him tremble and honestly say, "Fourth Brother, I was wrong."
"Fourth Uncle, I was wrong too," Wang Zongyao was equally frightened, his heart trembling, "Please don’t tell my father."
He was the second son of Second Brother Wang Shouyi. Although Second Brother had a gentle temperant, he was very strict with his children. If this were to reach his ears, Zongyao would be in big trouble.
"You two have already begun nurturing your ridians, entering the initial stage of cultivation, with strength not inferior to that of Ordinary People," Wang Shouzhe said, "You both go to the refugee camp to take on the task of porridge distribution and soothing refugees, so you can understand how difficult life is."
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