Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 973: Xu Changge Spin-off: The World in Their Eyes (Their First Encounter)_2

Chapter 973: Xu Changge Spin-off: The World in Their Eyes (Their First Encounter)_2

However, this did not change Xu Changge’s opinion of the man in white, but with time spent together, his impression eventually improved quite a bit.

Aside from that, since the arrival of Feng Jiuxuan, those two annoying foolish women had not bothered him for a long time.

Finally,

after two months of silence, young Changge answered Feng Jiuxuan’s question from the first day:

"Why do you know?"

...

...

...

Young Changge began to learn swordsmanship.

This maternal uncle was actually a master his mother had specifically found for him.

With Feng Jiuxuan, young Changge touched a sword for the first time and also experienced what pain was for the first time.

If dislike was young Changge’s first impression of Feng Jiuxuan, then flawlessness was the second impression.

In the past, when passing by the martial arts drill ground within the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Xu Changge would occasionally stop by.

Watching the Protectors and Guest Elders spar on stage.

Those people were also very strong, but he could see some faint lines amidst the flashing blades and spellcraft.

Feng Jiuxuan was different; from him, young Changge could not discern any trajectory.

Before, he had only felt this to a certain extent with his mother, and it was even more intense from this maternal uncle.

As for his father...

Young Changge could not sense anything from him at all.

It was like a quiet black night.

As his cultivation deepened, Xu Changge began his first real combat training with Feng Jiuxuan.

That evening, when young Changge returned to the courtyard as usual, his father and mother were already at the table, quietly talking and waiting for him.

As he climbed onto the high stool, preparing to hug his bowl and eat,

Xu Changge noticed a flash of surprise in his father’s eyes, followed by a suppressed laugh as he looked away.

His mother, always gentle as water, snapped her chopsticks with a "crack".

Because young Changge had returned with a swollen nose and face.

The next morning, young Changge formed a third impression of his maternal uncle.

Petty.

These were the words his mother had yelled on the Drill Ground, waving her flowing sleeves while pointing at his maternal uncle’s nose.

Watching his maternal uncle, who always shared the same expression with him, show a mix of embarrassment and sheepishness on his face, young Changge, still young, felt a sense of schadenfreude.

However, subsequent experiences did indeed prove something.

This maternal uncle was indeed quite petty.

He hit him harder, but never on the face again.

Young Changge did not dislike his maternal uncle’s pettiness; he even found it somewhat childish.

The life of being hit day after day continued until he was six years old.

His maternal uncle gave him a Cultivation Technique, telling him that now he could officially begin cultivation.

Afterward, sparring sessions became less frequent, spending more time on his own cultivation.

However, during cultivation, he liked to multitask.

Because he found that when circulating the Cultivation Technique, those illusory lines in his sight became clear.

At first, he sat by the pond, watching the fish as he cultivated.

But gradually, the lines in his vision overlapped with the koi.

Young Changge didn’t understand what this meant but subconsciously felt he should go and observe people.

Young Changge’s cultivation spot shifted from the outdoor gazebo in the outer court to the top floor of the eastern tower; sitting on the high edge of the roof, he could see the fools by the willow-shaded riverbank.

Although it was one-sided, this was indeed his first interaction with peers.

Watching the actions of those children, he began to harbor doubts.

He didn’t understand why these people could play with an anthill for half a day, nor did he understand their behavior of slapping mud onto each other’s faces.

There are really many fools in this world...

At the age of seven, young Changge climbed up to the top floor of the eastern tower as usual, preparing to stare at those "koi" by the riverbank while starting his cultivation, when suddenly, a gaze fell upon him.

Young Changge was a little surprised because this was the first time a "fool" had noticed him.

The "king" among those fools.

A plump fellow, so chubby his eyes were squinted to slits, and the other fools all called him the Young Prince.

After a moment of eye contact, young Changge saw a line from the chubby kid.

It seemed as though he was about to throw a clump of mud at him.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, a lump of river mud flew over the courtyard wall and hit his white clothes.

Seeing that he had hit his target, the chubby kid laughed heartily with his belly in his hands.

Watching the other’s reaction, young Changge was even more convinced that these people were all fools.

And this "mud incident" seemed to have started something; those fools threw mud at him every day.

Only, their aim was poor, most missed, but a few hit his clothes.

Time passed again over another year.

Young Changge turned eight.

That year, his mother became pregnant again.

It was also that year that his mother said he could go out and play with other children.

Young Changge looked at his mother’s graceful and ethereal smile, feeling quite puzzled.

Play?

With that bunch of fools?

That’s worse than cultivation.

Young Changge expressed his dissent, but his mother wouldn’t listen, and threw him into the Prime Minister’s Mansion like carrying a small chicken:

"No, you should play with peers of your own age, Changge, you’re almost becoming a little old man."

Sigh...

Young Changge felt a bit troubled.

Because it seemed that even his mother had become a fool...

Given the performance of that bunch of fools over the past year, seeing him come out would definitely cause trouble for him.

This would prevent him from cultivating properly.

The situation developed somewhat beyond young Changge’s expectations,

He came out in the late morning, and those fools seemed to come over in the afternoon.

A huge crowd of them.

Over the past few years, the number of children coming to play here had increased significantly compared to the beginning.