"Surong, you'll stay here for the next few years and help your third sister-in-law. The same goes for Shi Hua. As for your matters at Moonlight Academy, Han Xin has already replaced you on behalf of the clan," Chen Zixiu said, making the final decision.
"Understood, Fourth Uncle." After being here for a few days, Chen Surong already understood how important this place was, and she readily agreed.
While everyone was talking, Jiu Sheng—no, Shurui—was extremely quiet and reserved.
He silently listened to everyone's words, glancing at Chen Surong from time to time, then at Chen Wenchao, a bright light flickering in his eyes.
"Little Xiaojun, Shurui will be studying here with you for the next few years. You have to look after your eighth brother properly," Chen Cong said to Chen Xiaojun, his tone somewhat serious.
"No problem, Second Granduncle. Shurui has been getting along well with us these past few days. His skills are pretty good." Chen Xiaojun smiled at Shurui, that smile warm and bright like spring sunshine.
Shurui had a pair of bright eyes, jet-black hair, and fair skin, making him look very adorable.
Although he was only six years old, his body was as agile and strong as that of a youth.
The lines of his muscles were clearly visible, showing the rigorous training he had undergone in Assassin Training Camp. He could easily climb mountain rock, leap like a nimble monkey, and clear some fairly high obstacles.
Shurui's eyes were deeper and calmer than those of ordinary children. His gaze was sharp as a keen blade, and his movements were extremely agile and swift, giving off a fierce aura.
A hint of vigilance showed in Shurui's Qing; this was a habit he had developed in Assassin Training Camp. He always stayed clear-headed and alert,