The next morning, Xiao Mo arrived at the training grounds.
Everyone watched Xiao Mo nervously.
This was especially true for Xiao Yang, the one who had led the troublemakers yesterday.
When he saw Xiao Mo, he shrank back, not daring to say a word, and stood as far away from him as possible.
The other little kids who had been beaten up by Xiao Mo were much the same.
They were worried Xiao Mo would beat them up again at the slightest disagreement.
However, Xiao Mo paid them no mind.
In Xiao Moâs eyes, yesterday was just about teaching these little brats a lesson.
Otherwise, heâd never have any peace.
âAfter all, some kids only learn their place after a good thrashing. Reasoning with them is pointless.â
Just like always, Master Huang soon arrived at the training grounds and began the dayâs training.
Lunch consisted of stir-fried dragon pig with chili peppers, bok choy blanched in Spiritual Spring water, and Pearl Spirit Riceâall provided by the Xiao Mansion to replenish their qi and blood.
Xiao Mo was in the middle of enjoying his meal when he saw a few of the little kids walking toward him.
They were holding large porcelain bowls, looking hesitant.
"Whatâs up?" Xiao Mo asked, looking up after shoveling a mouthful of rice into his mouth.
"B-Big Brother!" a three-year-old boy named Xiao Dahai gulped. "Iâll give you half my meat. Can we be your little brothers?"
"Hm?"
Xiao Mo froze for a moment.
Then he understood what they meant.
Xiao Yang, the king of the kids, often stole meat from the others. Anyone who didnât give Xiao Yang half their meat would get beaten up.
And he had just beaten up this "king of the kids."
âEven though I donât want to be the king of the kids, I guess I am now.â
"Alright. From now on, just give me twenty percent of your food, and Iâll protect you."
Xiao Mo said with a nod after thinking it over.
The main reason was that Xiao Mo had noticed his appetite growing larger and larger recently, not at all like that of a normal three-and-a-half-year-old.
But the Xiao Mansionâs supply of spirit meat for collateral branch disciples like him was fixed.
For the past half-month, he had often started to feel hungry halfway through his afternoon training.
"Yes, Big Brother! Thank you, Big Brother!" Xiao Dahai said, nodding happily.
But Xiao Dashi scratched his head and asked, "Big Brother, how much is twenty percent?"
"This much." Xiao Mo flicked some of the meat slices from his bowl.
Seeing it was only a small amount, the kidsâ eyes instantly lit up.
This was so much less than what Xiao Yang used to take from them!
âThe new Big Brother, Xiao Mo, is so kind!â
When the other children saw this, they got the same idea.
Soon, everyone, including Xiao Fu and Xiao Gui who had been beaten by Xiao Mo yesterday, came forward one by one. They first apologized to Xiao Mo, then offered up twenty percent of the meat from their bowls.
Finally, Xiao Yang, who was left all alone, looked left and right, terrified he would be beaten up in retaliation. He also walked forward, his face red. "B-Brother Xiao... Iâm sorry. It was my fault for having fish eyes. I shouldnât have caused you trouble yesterday. Iâm sorry, Brother Xiao!"
"âTo have eyes but fail to seeâ."
Xiao Mo corrected Xiao Yang.
"Forget it."
Xiao Mo glanced at Xiao Yang and said, "As long as you know you were wrong and are willing to change, itâs fine. From now on, you can also give me... Ah, never mind."
Xiao Mo suddenly realized something very important.
If his mother found out that these kids were giving him twenty percent of their meat every day as tribute...
...she would probably be so angry she wouldnât speak to him for days.
Xiao Mo cleared his throat. "I donât want your meat from now on. Just train hard and donât bully each other. Got it?"
Xiao Yang and the others exchanged incredulous looks, wondering if they had misheard.
"I asked if you got it!" Xiao Mo repeated.
"Y-Yes, we got it!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Good. Now go eat."
"Yes, Big Brother!" his new little brothers shouted in unison, gathering around Xiao Mo to wolf down their food.
Master Huang, who had just walked into the training grounds, couldnât help but smile at the scene. âThis kid is certainly interesting.â
Another afternoon passed.
Just as Xiao Mo and the others were about to head home, he saw a finely dressed Maid enter the training grounds.
The Maids in the Xiao Mansion were also ranked; the higher the status of their master, the finer their clothes.
This Maid belonged to the First Madam. âI wonder whatâs going on.â
As he was thinking, both the Maidâs and Master Huangâs gazes fell on Xiao Mo.
"Xiao Mo, come here," Master Huang called out.
Xiao Mo walked over, blinking his big eyes. "Master Huang, what is it?"
"Let me ask you, did you do something wrong yesterday when I wasnât here?" Master Huang asked.
Xiao Mo glanced at the Maid and said, "Master Huang, yesterday at noon, Xiao Yang tried to steal my food. I fought with them and ended up taking their food instead."
"Master Huang, it wasnât Big Brotherâs fault! I had eyes but failed to see yesterday and provoked him. Weâve already made up," Xiao Yang said, running over.
Xiao Mo glanced at the little brat. âThis kid is actually pretty loyal.â
"Thatâs right, Master Huang. It wasnât Big Brotherâs fault," the other little kids added, stepping forward as well.
"I understand," Master Huang said with a nod. He then turned to the Maid, Huan Ying, and said, "Iâll go with the little fellow."
"Huh? Master Huang, youâre coming too?" Huan Ying looked surprised.
"What? Is there a problem?"
"Of course not. This way please, Master Huang." Huan Ying didnât dare say more and quickly led the way.
Walking beside Master Huang, Xiao Mo felt that this Xiao Mansion Tutorâs status was likely anything but ordinary.