The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class-Chapter 187

Buyan, despite feeling indifferent about life, still dutifully walked towards the two of them.

In the next second, Buyan grabbed Zong Jincheng with one hand and Pang Jing with the other, using brute force to separate the two boys who were fighting.

"Who the hell are you? Don't pull me! Do you know who I am? I'm Pang Jing! Pang Jing!"

"Buyan, you should just pull him! Why are you pulling me? Don't drag me!" Little Demon King wailed, kicking his legs and unable to come down from midair.

"Somebody, come here!"

"Put me down, put me down!"

Buyan's expression remained impassive as he handed Pang Jing over to the rushing servants of the Pang household, then turned to place Little Demon King on the ground. The young boy glared at him, filled with humiliation and anger.

Buyan reminded them mechanically, "Two young masters, please do not fight inside the palace. It may bring negative consequences to both of your families."

Pang Jing roared, "Mind your own business!"

Little Demon King was not to be outdone and retorted, "If it's not inside the palace, then outside it is! You all together couldn't beat Buyan."

Buyan: "!"

Here we go again.

You challenge each other, and I have to step in!

Buyan felt his head spin from the young master's antics.

Fortunately, the commotion of their argument was loud enough that other onlookers had already reported it. When Xu Wan and the Old Marchioness arrived, they immediately saw Little Demon King, 'using Buyan's presence to deliver threats.'

Madam Pang, Pang Jing's mother, also arrived and inquired about what had happened.

Xu Wan listened to Cui Zhi recount the entire incident and glanced at Little Demon King, commenting, "Buyan did well. This fight could not happen."

Zong Jincheng glared at her and snorted loudly.

Madam Pang, having heard everything, approached Xu Wan and the Old Marchioness, saying, "These must be Madam Zong and the Old Marchioness of the Zong family."

Xu Wan and the Old Marchioness responded politely, "Greetings, Madam Pang. This was just a childish quarrel; don't take it to heart."

Madam Pang smiled and replied, "Indeed, your children are smart. It's rare at their age to come up with such a solution. My son is rather dull and so eager for this outfit that it led to the argument with Jincheng. However, I heard that Zong Wenxiu isn't too keen on wearing this outfit. Since the sizes are similar with Jing'er, I wonder if Madam Zong might be willing to give it to him. I could return a different gift to Wenxiu later."

Madam Pang's words were gentle and polite, making it hard not to comply with her request.

Zong Wenxiu felt that not wanting to wear the outfit was indeed the truth. If her aunt wanted to save face between the adults, he could give it up.

Zong Jincheng, observing Madam Pang's demeanor, sensed something was amiss. He looked at Xu Wan with both anger and grievance, as if she dared to agree, he would cut off all ties with her.

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But children's world hasn't yet been influenced by the concept of worldly affairs. He only knew that he had fought for his own things for a long time, only to have it taken away by adults who made decisions on his behalf. That feeling was akin to betrayal by a family, would hurt the mother-child bond and leave psychological trauma for the kid, feeling that he couldn't protect his own things.

Xu Wan smiled at Madam Pang, "Madam Pang, you might not know, although Wenxiu's wearing the outfit, it was actually prepared by Jincheng. It's a child's item, I'm not in a position to agree on his behalf, Madam Pang. Let me ask Jincheng's intentions."

Madam Pang's face changed immediately, narrowing her eyes and saying coldly, "Jincheng doesn't seem willing, but since Wenxiu doesn't like wearing it, Madam Zong, are you sure you refuse to give it up?"

Xu Wan looked at Little Demon King, seeing him shaking his head violently. Then, she smiled and replied, "When we get back, I'll ask the tailor to urgently make another for Pang's young master. We'll send it tomorrow morning."

Pang Jing jumped impatiently in the back, "Mother, I want this one, I want this one! It's the Mid-Autumn Festival today, and tomorrow won't have as many lanterns."

Madam Pang, suppressing her anger, clenched her teeth and said, "Madam Zong, you see, my son doesn't want to wait till tomorrow morning."

Zong Jincheng was about to rush forward and say, 'Don't you think your son is who he thinks he is? I'm her actual son. Of course, she's closest to me!' However, before he could utter a word, Xu Wan subtly stepped in and shielded him. She continued with a smile, "Or perhaps I could have clothing made that's a size bigger for Pang's young master to wear during the Lantern Festival, which will have even more beautiful lanterns."

Madam Pang's face was about to collapse with anger. Overlooking her son's cries, she coldly said, "No need, Madam Zong. Since you like this outfit so much, keep it for your child to wear every year. Let's go."

"No, mother, I won't go! Mother, give me that..."

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"Take the young master away." With that command, Madam Pang led the group away, clearly furious.

After the Pang family dispersed, the Old Marchioness deliberately stated in front of Little Demon King, "Wan, you've just declined Madam Pang for Jincheng, she must bear a grudge now."

Xu Wan replied with a smile, "Old Marchioness, do you think I did wrong?"

The Old Marchioness shook her head and said, "You did the right thing, Wan. Jincheng has you as a mother backing him up; I'm very assured."

"That's what I should do." After Xu Wan finished, she turned around and saw the children still behind her. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Why are you all still standing here? Go and play."

Little Demon King didn't leave; instead, he mumbled with embarrassment, "I thought you were going to agree with her just now."

If Xu Wan really had his elder brother take off the clothes and give it to Pang Jing, he would have gone on a rampage right then and there, never wanting to talk to her ever again.

Xu Wan snorted and said, "Judgement and thought are one's own. The things are yours; how could I overstep you and give away the outfit?"

"Good, you understood that at least." As Little Demon King spoke, the corners of his mouth slowly lifted upward.

Wei Xinglu and He Zheng were utterly puzzled.

What's Little Demon King doing here? Doesn't he have a disfigured enmity with his matriarch? Why is there suddenly a smile playing on his lips?

It must be due to looking at too many lanterns, resulting in the eyes playing tricks on him.

Just when both were still thinking that, the next second, they saw Little Demon King extending his little finger and offering it to Xu Wan.

Xu Wan glanced at him, "What is it?"

Little Demon King, his neck turning red, said, "I've considered it. Let's hook our fingers, truce?"

Since his matriarch has this extent of protection for him, then being a son, he decided not to hide guiding anything anymore.

He decided not to oppose her anymore.

Xu Wan snickered, "Nonsensical, finger-hooking." Yet she still extended her little finger and hooked it with him.

Little Demon King was so exhilarated that his eyes were almost disappearing. To conceal his fast redness advancing to his face, he quickly shouted, "Then we're off to play! C'mon brothers, let's shine tonight at the court banquet!"