When Liang Run saw the young nobles glaring angrily at Zhao Yao, he was about to stand in front of his nephew, but then he heard his nephew say, "Second Uncle, let's go."
Zhao Yao was not afraid of these young nobles with fierce expressions. Although he didn't know why they were glaring at him, he didn't care.
The young nobles stared wide-eyed, watching the little one stroll past them.
They couldn't believe it. The little one didn't cry in fear; he walked away confidently.
It was only after Zhao Yao left that the young nobles came to their senses. They looked at each other, unable to believe what had just happened.
"Did the little one just leave like that?" The one speaking was a Little Fatty, the youngest son of Song Dekang, named Song Jicai. Because of his plumpness, he was called Fatty.
