The Marquis Mansion’s Elite Class

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows and said, "It's indeed possible. I've never seen such a smart child before; he learns things so quickly. But if everyone is afraid of teaching their apprentices for fear of being surpassed, wouldn't the apprentices of this world become worse with each generation?"

Cui Zhi nodded in agreement, though she didn't fully understand.

She always felt that Madam hadn't directly answered the question.

What Xu Wan was thinking was that while the little troublemaker was growing more cunning, he was also improving his ability to handle interpersonal relationships.

As long as his intentions were upright and he could distinguish right from wrong, his strong abilities would only bring benefits to society. Even if she could no longer teach him in the future, he would still have a wonderful life.

"The love of parents for their children is to plan for their future..." Xu Wan softly murmured these words and suddenly laughed.

She had been teaching the child so much that she had also come to understand the heart of a parent.

Xu Wan's voice was so soft that even Cui Zhi didn't hear it. Cui Zhi's gaze returned to the football field.

The score was now 6:1.

With the cooperation of Zong Jincheng and Wei Xinglu, the two troublemaking brothers, the princess's team of three couldn't win against them.

Zhao Rong stomped her feet in frustration, her temper almost flaring up again, but when her eyes met Xu Wan's from the stands, she immediately calmed down.

The next moment, the three against two became four against two.

Zong Jincheng: "???"

Are they going for a numbers game now?

Trying to overwhelm us with sheer numbers?

Zhao Rong shouted with full confidence, "You brat, just watch me block you!"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The princess's team charged forward to face the young masters' team, aggressively intercepting the ball, swiftly passing through several players, and Zhao Rong made a stylish shot into the goal.

"Wow! The princess's team scored!"

"Princess Zhao Rong is so cool!!!"

"Xu Wan!!!" Zong Jincheng also shouted in anger, rolling up his sleeves as if he was about to charge towards the stands.

Wei Xinglu and the others were stunned, not understanding why the little master was suddenly targeting Xu Wan. Wasn't the ball intercepted by Princess Zhao Rong?

Only Zong Wenxiu, who knew the truth, quickly chased after him and grabbed his younger brother, saying, "Jincheng, don't be impulsive, the game is still on."

Zong Jincheng's eyes were blazing with anger as he snapped, "What game? I'm done with this game. That woman on the sidelines isn't even watching properly, she's just setting traps for us. She's teaching Princess Zhao Rong to target me alone!"

Zong Jincheng grew angrier as he spoke, his voice getting louder.

Zhao Rong, standing behind him with her foot on the ball, taunted, "Hey, kid, are you going to cry because you can't win? Can't you be as tough as me, Princess Zhao Rong?"

The maids behind her struggled to hold back their laughter.

Their princess had also been downcast earlier, and if it weren't for Madam Xu's advice, they probably wouldn't have scored those two goals.

But Princess Zhao Rong had always been arrogant, and as soon as she gained a little advantage, she started to boast, aiming to infuriate her opponents.

Zong Jincheng turned around and retorted, "Who can't win? Look at the score! We've scored four more goals than you!"

"But you're at a disadvantage now. Our princess's team is about to turn the tables!"

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Rong said, "Then why are you leaving? Quitting? Isn't that admitting defeat because you can't win?"

Zong Jincheng was provoked and blurted out, "I just don't want to play with you anymore. Your playing is so bad, it's painful to watch!"

"Who are you calling painful to watch!!" Zhao Rong, who was just as fiery, immediately kicked the ball away and grabbed him by the collar.

Zong Jincheng struggled to break free, and the two of them started tussling, rolling on the ground, each trying to choke the other, while hurling insults.

"Quickly admit defeat to me, Princess, and I'll be magnanimous and forgive you, you insolent little brat."

"I'll only say that you play terribly, sore losers who can't accept defeat and call for reinforcements. Seventeen against sixteen, how shameless..."

"It's called tactics, you little brat!"

"It's shameless, utterly shameless!"

"Ahhh, Zong Jincheng, I'll strangle you!"

"I'll strangle you first! I'll fight you to the death!"

Xu Wan watched as the two went from arguing to fighting in less than a minute. She quickly rushed down from the stands, shouting, "Princess, Jincheng, stop it!"

The onlookers were all stunned, and by the time they reacted, no one dared to step in and break up the fight. One was a princess, and the other was the heir of the Marquis Manor. Who would dare to intervene?

"Buyan, pull Jincheng away!" Xu Wan instructed Buyan while reaching out to pull Zhao Rong.

Princess Zhao Rong was strong, and she and the little troublemaker were locked in a fierce struggle. Xu Wan shouted, "Cui Liu, come and help me!"

Finally, with the combined efforts of the two top experts from the Marquis Manor, the fight was successfully broken up.

Princess Zhao Rong's neck was red from being choked. She coughed and pointed at Zong Jincheng, saying, "Cough... Zong Jincheng, you're done for. Cough, how dare you lay hands on a princess! I'll tell my brother, the Crown Prince!"

The little troublemaker's neck was also red. He rolled on the ground, coughing heavily, and retorted, "The Crown Prince likes me the most. He even gave me his personal jade pendant. He won't side with you against me. Do you think he's like Xu Wan?"

Xu Wan: "..."

Well, I guess I’m just collateral damage.

Zhao Rong was furious: "You're lying! The Crown Prince likes me the most!"

"It's me!"

"It's me!"

"It's me!"

...

The argument ended up being about who the Crown Prince favored the most. Xu Wan looked up at the sky, feeling utterly speechless. She really wanted to walk away and leave these two immature kids to their own devices.

Xu Wan turned to the crowd and said, "Let's end the game here. Someone fetch water for the princess and Jincheng."

Wei Xinglu and the others said their goodbyes and left.

He Zheng called out before leaving, "Jincheng, don't forget to take me to study with you someday."

Xu Wan: "..."

You really never forget your original goal.

Zong Jincheng was still fuming and didn't respond to He Zheng. He flung the water bottle Shunzi handed to him and stormed off the field.

Zong Wenxiu quickly followed after him.

Xu Wan looked at the water spilling on the ground. She wanted to chase after him but stopped herself and turned back to Zhao Rong, saying, "Princess, Jincheng is still young and doesn't know better. I apologize on his behalf."

Zhao Rong stood up and dusted herself off, smiling, "Sister Xu, why are you apologizing? We just had a fair fight. I’m not holding a grudge."

Xu Wan: "..."

You troublemakers really are something else.

Zhao Rong quickly drank some water to calm down, then grinned and said, "But you know what? Playing football with him was pretty fun. That kid has some skills."

Xu Wan nodded with a helpless smile, "Yes, I just discovered today that he’s quite athletic. No wonder General Wu once said he has talent in martial arts."

"Then let him learn martial arts. Your mother-in-law worries too much..." Zhao Rong was about to say she worried too much, but then she remembered that the old lady had lost one son and the other was missing, so she stopped herself.

After all, the Marquis Manor only had this one heir left; they couldn't afford any more mishaps.

Finally, Zhao Rong added, "Actually, your father-in-law really dotes on your mother-in-law. The Yangyuan Marquis Manor has always been a family of military generals, yet when she said no to martial arts training, the old Marquis actually listened."