At the foot of Bai Hui's studio, Zhu Juntang had not been particularly eager to head to the classroom and wait for class to begin.
These white little buildings had been built against the mountain, no taller than five stories, and none had elevators. Zhu Juntang did not want to take the stairs, so two Bread Men carried over the flying device and placed it beneath her feet.
Bai Hui's place was on the third floor. Zhu Juntang was not afraid of flying at such a low altitude. After all, back at South Mountain Ranch, she had once leapt from the vacation center's upper floor in a panicked... no, graceful manner, just like Liu Chang'an jumping from the roof of Baolong Center Building One.
As she stood on the flying device and rose to the second-floor balcony, a little boy who had been bawling his eyes out spotted Zhu Juntang. He froze, and his crying abruptly stopped.
"Did you forget to cry after seeing a fairy?" Zhu Juntang did not continue upward, intending to tease the little boy.
The boy nodded. Such a pretty and adorable big sister had flown up here—she had to be a fairy.
"Why are you crying here? Did someone hit you?" Zhu Juntang looked at the mess of potted plants on the balcony, then at the pruning shears in the boy's hand.
"I... I helped my dad... prune... prune his potted plants, but... but instead of praising me, he hit me!" the boy said through sobs.
Zhu Juntang could not help thinking of how she had led the lamb to chew on Liu Chang'an's maidenhair fern earlier that day.
So doing that got you beaten.
But Liu Chang'an had not hit her.
"Hahaha... I did the same thing today! I had my sheep eat my