In a room.
The pharmacology teacher from yesterday stood before Zhao Jianye, reporting on Lin Hao's lesson progress.
Zhao Jianye, who had been sitting by his desk reading documents, showed no change in expression upon hearing the teacher's praise for Lin Hao's performance, as if he had just heard someone say 'The weather is nice today.'
"Since that's the case, then let Feng'er come back to see his brother."
After the pharmacology teacher finished speaking, and after waiting for a few minutes, he heard the old man of the house utter these words.
Should the young master be called back?
Would that be good for the young master?
Although he felt a hint of pity for Lin Hao in his heart, he said nothing more, bowed to Zhao Jianye, and exited the room.
He could only silently pray that the young master would be gentle with the younger master.
Zhao Jianye glanced at the door, then lowered his head to continue reading the documents in his hand.
'I hope my child lives up to the training I've given him over the years.'
If things continue to develop this way, my wish should be easily fulfilled.
Zhao Jianye thought as he looked at the documents in his hand.
Meanwhile, in the garden on the other side of the manor.
Lin Hao was still beside her, tilting his head and chattering endlessly to Zhao Fei'er.
Even though the fencing lesson that morning had left his body covered in scars, the moment he saw Fei'er, he felt that everything was worth it.
Her body was so delicate; it was better for a tough guy like him to endure the pain.
"Let me tell you, if one day I can't acknowledge you openly, I'll appear before you with a new name. You must recognize me then. I thought for a long time during training yesterday about my alias and finally thought of my favorite one, which is Lin Mu."
Lin Mu, Mu Mu Mu, this way I'll become a common tree, always protecting you.
Lin Hao knew that Zhao Jianye wouldn't give up on his spiritual power talent so easily if he went to such lengths to bring him back. He would never be able to stay by her side forever. Someday, they wouldn't be able to chat so calmly, and perhaps their statuses would change drastically.
Even their appearances might change.
He would also change his identity and continue to love and protect her.
Zhao Fei'er's response to Lin Hao was silence, accompanied by a vacant gaze.
Seeing this, Lin Hao showed no unhappiness. She simply liked to live in her own world and didn't need to respond to everything he said.
"I thought about this name for a long time. This is our little secret. Don't tell anyone, not even that old man. Let me tell you, I always feel like that old man isn't a good person. Don't get too close to him."
As Lin Hao spoke about this topic, his tone grew heavier. Even Zhao Fei'er, who was oblivious to the outside world, sensed it and a hint of confusion appeared on her face.
Lin Hao, however, did not notice this change and continued to vent.
Happy times always pass too quickly. Lin Hao looked at the person hiding in the corner and knew that his afternoon classes were about to begin. He remembered that the afternoon class was combat training.
Lin Hao said to Zhao Fei'er, who was lost in thought, "I have to go to class. We'll talk here again tomorrow."
After saying this, he walked towards that person.
Zhao Fei'er, who had been looking into the distance, slowly turned her head to watch the small receding figure. Her lips parted slightly, as if she had summoned all her strength, but still, the words on her lips wouldn't come out. Afterward, her eyes became vacant again, and she resumed staring at her original spot.
Naturally, the young lady's unusual behavior did not attract anyone's attention.
After all, the master had never shown any concern for the young lady.
Lin Hao followed the servant to the training ground he had been using for the past few days. To his surprise, the person waiting for him was not the old man from the previous days, but a young man.
The young man had a neat buzz cut and eyes like an eagle, showing no trace of his age. His expression was as arrogant as a gambler's, and despite his young age, he was close to 1.8 meters tall.
The moment Lin Hao appeared, the young man's eyes were fixed on him, appraising him.
This gaze was very irritating.
Lin Hao grumbled inwardly.
Doesn't this person know how to look at someone properly?
Even though he was handsome, he was still incredibly annoying.
Lin Hao walked up to the young man and looked up, directly at the young man who seemed to be here for a reason.
'What are you here for?'
Zhao Feng had been comfortably staying in the army, but his father's phone call ordered him to return to teach a child. As the eldest son of the Zhao family, he had no choice but to return. He wanted to see what kind of child would require Zhao Feng to teach him.
However, after a glance, this little radish was not bad. At least she didn't cry under his gaze, which was much better than the younger generation in the clan.
He dared say that the next few months would be a pleasant holiday.
Right, little brother.
"I am Zhao Feng, the eldest son of Zhao Jianye. For the next few months, I will be teaching you combat techniques." Zhao Feng said to Lin Hao, who was still looking up at him. For some reason, his heart softened, and his tone unconsciously became gentler, yet it came out stiff and even colder.
Is this brother?
Lin Hao heard this person introduce himself coldly and knew it was his supposed brother. If he didn't know any better, he would think this was a human trafficker.
Are all people in the Zhao family like this?
Either like sly old foxes, or like blocks of ice?
Can't they have a normal person?
"Hello, my name is Lin Hao."
Despite his inner complaints, Lin Hao maintained the necessary politeness.
And so, for the next few months, Lin Hao lived under Zhao Feng's "care."
Zhao Feng's graduation requirement for Lin Hao was to endure his attacks for ten minutes.
Thus, a strange scene began to appear in the Zhao residence every day.
"Zhao Feng, duel." Lin Hao, holding his small wooden sword, rushed towards Zhao Feng with all his might.
One second, Lin Hao was defeated.
"Zhao Feng, come duel."
Zhao Feng, who was taking a bath, looked at the little radish who had suddenly barged in, confusion appearing in his sharp eyes.
One minute, Lin Hao was defeated.
"Come, duel." Lin Hao said to Zhao Feng, who was eating ice cream and basking in the sun, still holding his small wooden sword.
One minute, Lin Hao was defeated.
Every time Zhao Feng saw Lin Hao, like a little rooster seeking a fight, he wanted to laugh.
Although he lost every time, he seemed to have grown accustomed to the feeling of the little rooster seeking him out daily.
He now felt that this family wasn't entirely useless.
Mini Theater:
Lin Hao: I will become a common tree, always protecting you.
Zhao Feng: Will this little rooster come to find me tomorrow?
Love you~~~