Seeing the bright sparkle in her eyes as she looked at him, the Seventh Young Master couldn't help but laugh. He patted Zheng Shan's little head and asked her, "The exam is coming up, are you scared?"
Zheng Shan grimaced, saying nothing; it was obvious she felt this question hit a sore spot.
"Hahaha, the young master was very scared back then!" the Seventh Young Master threw his head back in laughter, "Every time my tutor was to test me, it was as if the sky was falling."
"But a master is a master, it's not a big deal if he does poorly on the test."
"Your brother is a Sect Leader... even less reason to be afraid!"
Zheng Shan scrunched up her nose and finally spoke, "I'm scared because my brother is the Sect Leader!"
"Eh?"
Now, all three of them around the table were staring at her, only to hear Zheng Shan say very seriously, "If I do poorly on the exam, it will be my brother who loses face."
The Seventh Young Master was startled, then laughed again, repeating to himself:
