Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!

Upon realizing the two of them wouldn’t come to blows, he quietly left the private room.

Despite the air conditioning in the room, his clothes were still damp.

He made a mental note of the woman’s appearance, and after a while, he remembered that this very girl was the one from the auction over six months ago.

Those two women, as well as that celebrity, were the ones who bought that item more than half a year ago!

Back then, they paid with a Black Card, and there are fewer than ten people in the entire country who possess one. Not even Young Master Lou or Xiao Chen could have given her one.

He had thought these women were just some friends that Young Master Lou had recently made, but now he feared that it wasn’t as simple as he had imagined.

He left the corridor with a sense of trepidation, indeed, "Birds of a feather flock together." The friends someone keeps certainly reveal their caliber, each one more formidable than the last.

**

Piano Association.

"Teacher," Gu Cong said with downcast eyes and a gentle voice, his gaze landing on Yao Nan, who stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his back straight, and his physique robust.

His palms were wide, his fingers long and knuckled large, with a bit of deformation.

"Come in, have a seat," Yao Nan turned and gestured for him to sit down.

"Here’s a recording; have a listen."

He played a piece of music from his computer, smiling as he did so.

Gu Cong listened intently to the piano music with his eyes closed. The sound was mellow and emotional, relaxing to the point of making one want to sleep.

But his concentration was good. Though somewhat drowsy, he didn’t actually fall asleep. In the end, the final few notes pulled him out of his weariness, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Such a piece reached a realm that was indeed a few notches above his own at the time; no wonder the teacher would give it a perfect score.

"Teacher, do you intend to take her on as your disciple?"

Given his teacher’s character, he would surely accept her as a disciple, or it would be a waste of such a promising talent.

"Yes, I won’t be around in a hundred years, and since you won’t take over the Piano Association for me, I don’t trust it with anyone else. I’ve been thinking about taking on another disciple for a year and, thankfully, heaven has looked upon me favorably, and such a fine prospect has come my way." Yao Nan’s face was adorned with a smile, his old eyes brimming with joy.

Gu Cong nodded, naturally pleased that someone could inherit his teacher’s mantle. "When do you plan to take her on as your disciple?"

After all, she was a celebrity, and many things needed careful consideration.

"In a few days, I haven’t asked her yet," he admitted, caught up in his happiness.

"..."

"Why not call her now and ask? If she agrees, we can choose a good day, and I could help with the preparations," Gu Cong spoke up. As his only junior sister, the occasion could not be short of fanfare.

Moreover, she had a significant connection to Young Master Lou; the ceremony would need to be even grander.

"That’s a good idea." Yao Nan nodded. With her information at hand, he found her number and made the call.

The other end picked up, apparently in a KTV, the background noise making Gu Cong’s gaze flicker.

After quieting down on the other end, Yao Nan finally spoke.

"I am considering taking you as my disciple. Would you be willing?"

Gu Cong glanced at his own teacher, hoping his austere demeanor wouldn’t intimidate his new junior sister.

"I am willing."

She agreed without hesitation, to the surprise of both men; it had taken Gu Cong quite some time to agree back in the day.

"It would be my honor to become a disciple of Master Yao Nan. I hope for your guidance in the future," she said, her tone neither hurried nor excited, which was unexpected for them.

Yao Nan chuckled, pleased with her temperament.

"Fine, then I’ll choose a date to hold an apprenticeship banquet."

Hang up the phone, Yaonan breathed a sigh of relief, truly fearing she wouldn’t agree.

Gu Cong, with his refined visage, smiled, "I’ll take care of the apprenticeship banquet, after all, I have experience."

"By the way, the junior sister is from the entertainment industry."

Yaonan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, "She’s from the entertainment industry?"

He frowned slightly, the entertainment industry was murky, and those in art feared being tainted by the mires of fame and profit, his eyes falling into contemplation.

The words had already been spoken; there was no going back.

Gu Cong lowered his gaze, knowing the teacher disliked the muddied airs of fame and profit, feeling they would contaminate the artistic aura.

His personality rigid, his thoughts quite stubborn and dated; initially, he hadn’t been able to change him, so the junior sister would probably have a hard time.

Back at the Gu Family home, the housekeeper came out to greet him.

"Eldest young master, the second young master will be taking the college entrance exam in two months, do you want to see him?" Housekeeper Gu bowed his head respectfully, following behind him.

He was the one old Master Gu had saved back then and later granted the Gu surname, having served as housekeeper for many years since.

The leather shoes of Gu Cong tapped crisply on the stone steps, his voice warm, "How are his grades?"

"He came second in the last monthly exam with 739 points," Housekeeper Gu kept his eyes downcast, adding, "The first was Lin Xuanze with 740 points."

"Oh? What about that student who scored 750 at last year’s parent-teacher meeting? Did they transfer?" asked Gu Cong as he walked into the hall, unbuttoning his coat, leaning on the sofa with a cigarette between his right fingers, the smoke lazily curling around him.

Housekeeper Gu was nervous for Gu Yue, replying truthfully, "No transfer, just decided not to write and turned in a blank paper."

"The second young master has actually made quite an improvement this time; I believe he can improve further in the college entrance exam..."

Gu Cong crossed his legs and exhaled a ring of smoke, his expression unreadable, his voice still gentle, "He made quite an improvement, Lin Xuanze improved even more, already surpassing him."

"..."

Yun Yue, who scored 750 points, was Lin Xuanze’s sister, having such a prodigy to assist made it normal to him. After all, was the eldest young master too harsh on the second young master? He had lost so much weight; it pained him to see.

"Go tell him, if he scores so low next time, he need not enter the Gu Family home again. The Gu Family has no place for such failures."

Housekeeper Gu sighed internally; the second young master was truly pitiable, the eldest young master had always been harsh on him since he was young.

In reality, he was very caring; when the eldest young master was a teenager, he would quietly go to cover him with a blanket every night, stealthily teaching a lesson to anyone who bullied him, but he always put on a harsh front.

After all, it was his first time being a brother; he lacked experience.

He turned around, planning to have the nanny cook up some nutritional supplements for the second young master; nourishment was his greatest need now.

In the second year of high school, he sent him to Lan City and left him completely unattended for two years, not even allowing him home for New Year’s, only permitting his return to the Gu Family if he scored above 740 on the college entrance exam.

Gu Cong stood up to go upstairs, pausing his steps, "Tell the nanny over there to stew some tonic for him to eat... don’t say it was my idea."

Housekeeper Gu, true to his profession, bowed, "Yes, eldest young master."

The two brothers clearly cared for each other yet acted like enemies; he wondered when this would end.

"Have Master Qi come by."

"Yes." The housekeeper complied. Master Qi was a geomancy master—what did the eldest young master need Master Qi for?

Though puzzled, he pulled out his phone to make the call.

**

"Yueyue, Master Yao Nan just called me to say he’s preparing to take me on as an apprentice, but he hasn’t picked a day yet." Ruan Yingtong propped her chin with both hands, biting a straw with her rosy cherry lips, lazily sipping juice from the cup.

Yun Yue’s gaze lowered; she glanced at her as if unaware of her little schemes, calmly saying, "I’ll be going back tomorrow; just let me know when the apprenticeship banquet is, and I’ll definitely come."