I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

As my fingertips brushed against my neck, the mountain-like pattern flashed by, and a drop of jet-black sand was mixed into the long lines formed by countless tiny white dots.

Since the intruder hadn't caused any harm, he had kept an eye on him but hadn't stopped him. Now that the place he was going to was not far from where the intruder was, he decided to deal with him as well.

If the other party is capable of independent thinking and willing to coexist peacefully, then letting it go and allowing it to grow in this place is not impossible.

But if it harbors malicious intentions...

Hmph, trying to escape?

……

"I understand the logic..."

Looking at the divine dragon venerable one before her, the Qilin girl wiped the scales on her wrist, which already showed faint marks, and sighed helplessly.

"Even with the recommendation of a venerable one, obtaining a household registration in Yan Kingdom is not something that can be done casually."

“If we don’t do this, Xiao Yan won’t be able to participate in the competition… Lord Jingzhe, is there really no other way? This child has exceptional talent, and I truly don’t want her to be ruined here…”

The old man looked at the stubborn young girl in front of him, feeling both gratified and extremely regretful.

Shouyan's talent is exceptional. Even with only one or two months of instruction, her chess skills are enough to dominate half of Yan Kingdom.

Even with the best aptitude, one must earn a reputation before being called a genius.

The fastest opportunity to make a name for oneself is the upcoming National Youth Go Championship of Yan State.

Once you achieve results, prestige and opportunities will follow.

To compete with that person, to meet that person...

"It's not that it's impossible..."

Jingzhe glanced at the obedient little girl in front of her, who was eating dried fish, and gently tapped her phone with her fingertips.

The child's problem can be solved if that person is willing.

but……

Eleventh Order: When sober, we revel together; when drunk, we go our separate ways.

“My child… I beg you to take good care of him, sir.”

The man presented her with gifts in a respectful bow and asked her to be one of his children's teachers...

How did she respond at that time?

Oh... back then she... was quite wild, actually reciting such poems.

"Phoenixes once roamed the Phoenix Terrace, but now the phoenixes are gone, the terrace is empty, and the river flows on..."

It's really lucky that he wasn't cursed by those pedantic officials as a scourge to the country.

Golden water is poured into the bowl, filling it with fragrance; just a gentle sniff is enough to make one's mouth water.

This must be an exceptionally rare and precious wine.

He took a sip, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, and exclaimed, "Wonderful!"

"Sir, I have mastered my calligraphy."

A timid little call came from the side table.

She glanced at him, and saw that the little guy, who looked like a glutinous rice ball, was about to show her the words he had written.

"Practice again."

She glanced at him, offering neither praise nor reprimand, but simply telling him to continue writing and practicing.

"Here."

The little guy scratched his head and ran back happily.

"..."

Is this the future dragon...? With such a kind nature, he might not be able to tame those subjects.

She held the wine glass and gazed at him quietly.

She had been in the Dragon Palace for some time, but she had never seen the child show any negative emotions.

He was always smiling and treated others with kindness.

Even if you fall down... or bump into something... or even if you get hurt while practicing with weapons...

He just gave a simple, honest smile, said "It's nothing," and then went back to doing his work.

Although kind... she is also quite patient, which is not bad.

"Sir...you should drink less alcohol...alcohol is not a good thing, drinking too much is bad for your health."

"..."

Looking at the serious-looking little guy, she raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled.

How dare this little guy try to discipline her today? Is he overconfident in their familiarity?

“When I came here to study, you had already drunk three jugs of wine. If you keep drinking like this, your body will… ugh…”

The little guy covered his head, which she had hit, and looked pitiful, but even so, he did not back down and continued to talk to her about the harms of alcohol.

Ah, how could she not know what wine tastes like and what its benefits and harms are? Why would she need this brat to teach her?

but……

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen……"

Although he wasn't a particularly bright boy, he had been calling her "sir" repeatedly for a long time...

This kind of persistent entanglement is not going to work, so let's find a reason to send him away.

"If you don't want me to drink, then go and find some drinks that can replace this wine. If they taste good, I can stop drinking."

"Really? You promised me!"

Upon hearing her words, the little guy immediately ran out with a happy smile.

"Ah……"

In this world, what can make people forget the mundane world better than wine?

A kid is a kid; he always makes assumptions.

When he returned with the drink, she took a sip and pointed out its flaws, hoping to discourage him from trying.

Before this...

She looked at the gourd in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then placed it on the table.

However, this wait lasted for two hours.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, the little one's voice came from outside, waking her from her drowsy state.

"Sir, look!"

He handed the porcelain bottle to her as if presenting a treasure.

What is this?

She took it with a puzzled look, unscrewed the stopper, and sniffed it.

A sweet fruity aroma wafted out of the bottle.

"It's peach juice with some honey, chilled for a while. It's my favorite drink, so delicious!"

"Sir, please have a taste."

Did you chill it? No wonder it felt so cold when I bought it.

Urged on by the little one, she picked up the bottle and took a small sip.

The peach juice is very sweet, probably because it is made from ripe peaches of the highest quality.

There were no fruit pulp residues or sediments inside that would affect the taste, so it must have been filtered. The little guy is quite meticulous.

Besides the sweet juice itself, the added honey also enhances its flavor.

However, if that's all it's capable of, it's far inferior to her wine.

After taking a couple of sips, she had already prepared her words, just waiting to point out the flaws.

Can……

When she saw the baby dragon, covered in sweat and panting, yet looking up at her expectantly, awaiting her evaluation, she inexplicably took another sip of juice.

"The taste... is indeed quite good."

"Sir...would you be willing to drink less alcohol?"

The little guy, having received her approval for the drink he brought, flashed that goofy smile again and asked her questions.

"……Oh."

This little guy... really...

They've already won the bet, so all they're doing is telling her to drink less, instead of stopping her from drinking altogether...

"Of course. Breaking promises... I hate that."

She shook the porcelain bottle and took another sip.

"How was this made?"

The little guy couldn't have made this drink by himself; he must have asked a lot of people for help.

The Dragon Palace is quite large. Given this little guy's aversion to ordering people around, it's likely he made this bottle of juice himself by running around everywhere. No wonder he looks so exhausted.

She thought for a moment, then took an empty teacup, filled it with juice, and handed it to him.

"Thank you, sir... glug glug..."

He drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth contentedly, and then began to tell her how he found the eunuch in charge of flowers and fruits, how he got the honey, and how he asked the little guy for help.