I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?-Chapter 72: Kneeling All the Way From Lou Mountain to the Mountain Gate

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Chapter 72: Kneeling All the Way From Lou Mountain to the Mountain Gate

"You..." Master Song was furious.

"Little Song, since this child wants to compete, go ahead and have a match."

A voice drifted over, and three figures could be seen slowly approaching from nearby.

Ye Qianning looked over and saw two men who were past fifty and a young man. She recognized the young man—it was Qian Fanji!

"Dean Chen, Elder Gu." Master Song bowed to the two of them.

Instructor Fang also bowed to them.

"Mm," Dean Chen nodded. Then he turned to Ye Qianning, his eyes brimming with curiosity. "Little one, do you truly want to compete with Master Song in a battle of wits?"

Ye Qianning nodded.

"Why?" Dean Chen asked.

"I don’t like him," Ye Qianning said, straight and to the point.

Master Song: "..."

’Well, he liked *her* even less!’

"HAHAHAHAHA! This child is amusing. I don’t much like the look of Master Song either." Elder Gu said, finding himself quite fond of the little girl as he watched her. ’She may be young, but she’s certainly not lacking in courage.’

"In that case, Little Song, you should go ahead and compete with this child," Dean Chen said, also finding the situation amusing.

"Dean, she’s just a child..." Master Song felt that accepting the challenge was a slap in the face.

"If word gets out that you didn’t even dare to accept a challenge from a child, won’t you become an even bigger joke?" Dean Chen said with a laugh.

Master Song thought for a moment before finally agreeing. "Fine. I’ll play along with you, child."

"Since this is a competition, there must be stakes," said Ye Qianning.

"What kind of stakes?"

"You just insulted my aunts with your words. If you lose, you must kneel on the ground and apologize to them." Ye Qianning was one to hold a grudge.

Master Song snorted. He had no doubt he would win, but he couldn’t help but ask, "Fine. And what if you lose, little one?"

"If Pangtuan loses, we sisters will kowtow and apologize to you. We’ll accept any punishment you wish to give us, Master," Peony declared, stepping forward.

"That’s right! If she loses, we’ll kowtow and admit our mistake to you, Master," Shaoyao added, also stepping out.

Hua Qiao tossed her hair back and said, "That’s right!"

When the consorts heard that Ye Qianning’s stake was to make the master apologize to them, they were moved to tears. Even though they didn’t believe a child could possibly win, the gesture alone was more than enough.

Ye Qianning was a little surprised. She hadn’t expected her aunts to trust her so unconditionally.

No one would believe a six-year-old child could possibly defeat a full-fledged master of the academy. Yet, knowing it was an impossible feat, they were still willing to accept the outcome.

This kind of devotion was truly rare!

Xiang Minghou also hadn’t expected this to be Ye Qianning’s stake, and he felt a stir of emotion in his heart as well.

’But this is my own daughter’s wager; how can I let a group of women bear the consequences for her?’

"If she loses, I will bear the consequences alone. Whatever you decree, Master, I will accept."

Hearing this, Master Song’s spirits instantly lifted. "Excellent! If this child loses, General Xiang will kneel all the way from Lou Mountain Academy down to the mountain gate."

A dark glint flashed through Ye Qianning’s eyes.

’Old geezer,’ she thought, ’perhaps my proposed stake was too lenient!’

"Done," Xiang Minghou agreed without the slightest hesitation.

"Now this is getting interesting. I shall serve as a witness today and see just what you’re made of, little one." It had been a long time since Elder Gu had encountered something so entertaining.

’Putting everything else aside, it would be quite amusing to see that lad from the Xiang family kneel his way down the mountain.’

"To ensure fairness, the Dean must be the one to set the topic," Master Song said, certain of his victory.

"Very well. I shall be the one to set the topic," Dean Chen said, turning his head. "Instructor Fang, prepare paper and brushes."

"Yes, sir." Instructor Fang hurried off to prepare them.

The students peeking from around the corner of the outer courtyard wall had never witnessed such a scene. Their interest suddenly piqued, they all stretched their necks to get a better look inside.