When Mo Feibai walked into the training room of the Yuanying-level aristocratic class, he saw Wan Qian Yunqian in the middle at a glance, and when he saw her eating there, he should not have been bullied, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and later saw the chaotic scene inside, and couldn't help frowning.

"Tai...... His Royal Highness the Prince, see His Royal Highness the Prince!"

I don't know who saw Mo Feibai, the first reaction was to kneel, the second reaction was to exclaim, and then he knelt down in a large area.

Wan Qian Yunqian took his eyes off the food in his hand and fell to the door, and then blinked incomprehensibly on Mo Feibai's face.

"Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

Mo Feibai looked at the oil on Wan Qiyun's shallow mouth, and a thick smile crossed his eyes.

"I'm afraid you'll be bullied, come and see, now it seems that you shouldn't have suffered any grievances."

"That's, who am I, how can I be bullied so easily by a bunch of kids."

Wan Qiyun raised his chin proudly, but still sat there without moving.

"Butt kid? You seem like you're eighteen, brat!"

Mo Feibai raised his eyebrows, no longer expressionless, and his facial expression was a little rich.

Melon-eating masses: What is the relationship between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the mentor...... The mentor is so rude, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't blame him...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled......

It's over, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not here to help them, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince may still help the mentor!

"Hmph, what's wrong with Eighteen, I'm a mentor, they're students, I'm just older than them, by the way, you're also a student......

In the end, Wan Qiyun's shallow eyes became a little playful.

"Dean, I can graduate now as long as I want."

The dean was indeed like this, he didn't lie to her.

"Boring!"

Wan Qiyun rolled his eyes widely, and then saw a group of people still kneeling on the ground.

"Well, what are you doing?? What are you doing kneeling there? Do you want to be lazy? Tell you, impossible, twenty laps, not one less lap."

Wan Qiyun is shallow, and it is a big push, which can be summed up in four words, don't want to be lazy.

The man who knelt on the ground did not move, did not dare to move, could not move.

Mo Feibai watched them kneel there one by one straight, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Get up."

They all knelt there, as if they were afraid of him.

With Mo Feibai's words, no one moved.

"Huh? Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince is gone, why are you still kneeling there and not moving?"

Wan Qian Yunqian was really curious now.

"Tai...... Your Royal Highness the Prince, our legs are numb......

In the crowd, a stumbling voice sounded, I don't know who it is, and of course, no one pays attention to this.

"Leg numb? Just a little bit of time? What kind of physique do you guys have?? Twenty laps, which must be completed. Hurry up, take a break and run."

Wan Qiyun was stunned, just after a while, his legs were numb, it was really amazing. This physique is really miserable.

Then, a group of people rested for a while, and then ran non-stop, no way, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is watching here, and he doesn't have the courage to be lazy.

Lin Ye, the king of the county, quietly hid himself in the crowd, trying to reduce his existence

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't trouble him yesterday, maybe he forgot, he can't let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince recognize him.

His mother is the lord of the county, and her status is not low, but she has warned him more than once, asking him not to mess with His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very terrifying, and he is someone they can't afford to mess with.