In the past, her instructors told her that she would only be able to learn under the mysterious Number Four if she understood something. She wondered what was the thing she had to understand. Even until now, she didn't know the answer.
Little Blossom tensed up at Ling Lan's words. He replied expressionlessly, "It's nothing. It's just some useless knowledge."
In the learning space, Number Four was furious when she heard Little Blossom dismissing her profound knowledge.
"What do you mean by useless. It's bewitching. The power to bewitch anyone within a second."
Number Four wanted to teach that little bastard a lesson. However, before she could get her fists ready, she heard a cold voice beside her. "Number Four, forget it."
"Number One!" Number Four stomped her feet in frustration.
"There's no use forcing him if he doesn't like it," Number One appeared beside Number Four and said calmly.
