"Looking for Clan Head Shouzhe? Never mind Clan Head Shouzhe—even if you brought Liu Ruolan here, it would be useless." The Clan School teacher, already well over a hundred years old, spoke with ringing conviction. "The Clan School is a place for teaching and raising children. Here, whether one is a commoner, a direct descendant of the Wang Clan, a wolf, a bear, or a tree, all are treated equally."
"Our slogan is: We will resolutely not allow a single poor student to graduate from the Clan School."
"I don't care who you are, what status you have, or what relationship you have with Wang Dalang, Wang Erlang, Wang Sanniu, Wang Silang, and Wang Wuniu."
"But since they are under my instruction, I have the responsibility and obligation to teach them knowledge and help them distinguish right from wrong."
Emperor Longchang rolled his eyes. What the hell were these names? Fine, fine, he admitted it—the five little wolves looked far too alike. Naming them this way did make them easier to tell apart.
"Hmph. You're merely a tiny Clan School teacher, yet you dare swagger before me. I don't care about anything else—I'm taking charge of Wang Dalang and the others." Emperor Longchang beckoned the five adolescent wolf boys and girls over, wearing a kindly expression. "Come, come, come over here. I refuse to believe that bastard Wang Shouzhe can turn the heavens upside down."
Wang Dalang and the others recognized the kindly old Emperor Grandpa who had once cared for them for a time. They yipped excitedly, wanting to rush over and cozy up to him. But they secretly glanced at the stern-faced Clan School teacher.
At once, they all shook their heads in unison and drooped their heads, indicating that they were being punished and did not dare