Host, You're Targeted

The school is a little far away from Yan's house. Yan Huai needs a sedan chair to go there.

Originally, if there were only TingYang and Yanhuai, they could easily move by force.

But now there is one more court.

Tingyuan can't do anything. He learned how to sharpen ink a few days ago.

It is impossible for Yanhuai and TingYang to carry him on their backs. He is just a schoolboy and essentially a slave bought by Yanhuai.

If you take a sedan chair, you can take Tingyuan with you, and you can also show your identity.

There are differences between Yan Huai and others who go to school.

The status of such things, always to highlight, will not be looked down upon.

Before departure, TingYang handed a chain to Tingyuan.

"From today on, you are the young master's bookboy and his follower. You are a slave bought by the young master. Tie this on your ankle

Tingyuan took the blue braided rope with a small bell from TingYang's hand and tied it to his left ankle.

"This bell rings once every nine steps. It is a tool to remind you of your identity. You should always be aware of the difference between your superiorities and inferiors. You should not ignore the importance of the bell, nor should you commit any offence." TingYang held the sword and looked at the young man who was almost as tall as himself. He repeated the previous words, "it's still that sentence. You can buy you back or throw you out at will. Don't forget your identity."

Tingyuan agreed, "I understand! Don't worry, brother TingYang

TingYang heard the address of "big brother", and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Tingyuan didn't know whether he wanted to laugh or cry. Before TingYang said the next word, Yanhuai came out.

They set out for school.

There will be a busy market on the road. Tingyuan sits near the door and can't help but lift the curtain to look out.

Yanhuai knows what Tingyuan is doing, but he doesn't care.

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when Yan Huai arrived at the school, Bai Ling also arrived.

"Brother Yanhuai." Bai Ling stops when she enters the door. She raises her big skirt and walks towards Yan Huai.

Tingyuan followed him with Yanhuai's bookcase on his back. Hearing Bai Ling's cry, he raised his eyes and looked there.

Suddenly, Tingyuan felt a push from behind.

When he calmed down, he had already stood in front of Bai Ling, blocking Bai Ling's way to Yanhuai.

Bai Ling almost hugs Tingyuan, and both of them step back in panic.

The box on Ting yuan's back was a little heavy, and he almost fell off.

Yan Huai came over, took his back collar and pulled him right. He reproached him in a not so severe tone: "can't you even stand still?"

Court yuan quickly grasped the schoolcase bag in front of the body and bowed his head to admit his mistake to Yan Huai.

"I'm sorry, young master."

"It's good to know that I'm wrong. I can go back to bed tonight when I walk with a stone on my back."

Court yuan low eyebrow agrees to come down, "yes."

Yan Huai whisked his sleeves and walked forward without squinting. TingYang and Tingyuan quickly followed him.

Tingyuan lifted the heavy bookcase on his body a little, thinking that Yan Huai was really clever!

He doesn't want to talk to Bai Ling himself, so he pushes him out. He takes the opportunity to blame his subordinates to let Bai Ling have nothing to say. He also reminds Bai Ling that he has a bad temper and is not easy to get into trouble with.

What a trick!

Tingyuan exclaimed, Max is right! This is a white cut black strategy object!