"I don't want you to be useless."
Yan Wuluan was shocked, looking at Jiang Jiamian's face so close at hand, he didn't feel any charming thoughts at that moment. Instead, he felt like an ice knife was pointed at his heart, forcing him to almost be unable to breathe.
After an unknown amount of time, the muscles on his jaw clenched before he finally stiffly bit out a few words, "I understand."
Jiang Jiamian's eyes looked deeply into his and he whispered, "I don't care whether you are the prince of the Xifu Kingdom or the hostage of the Dongli Kingdom. In my eyes, you are just my student. And I do not allow the students I teach to be cowardly and incompetent."
Yan Wuluan took two deep breaths, "Yes."
