Chapter 3137: Nuonuo Is Still the Most Obedient

If this little brat could behave a bit better, she wouldn’t be getting scolded by Liu senior sister. Thinking this, she turned her head and gave the brat a fierce glare.

The little brat, scared by her glare, cried even louder.

"You—"

Liu senior sister was about to explode from being infuriated by her antics.

Right in front of her, treating the brat like this; who knows how she takes care of him behind closed doors.

"Alright, get out of here. I’ll assign someone else to take care of this child. You’re not needed here anymore. Go to the front and watch those men."

Upon hearing this, Yeen senior sister’s face turned green.

Going to the front to watch those men—putting it nicely, she was to keep an eye on them; nastily, it meant using her charm to seduce them and prevent any disturbances.

Truthfully, none of those men were good-looking, all were like twisted melons. She truly didn’t want to be amidst them.

But it seemed not wanting wasn’t enough to not go; moreover, she didn’t even dare utter the words "I don’t want to."

"Why are you still standing around here? Hurry and get lost!"

Liu senior sister scolded her again when she saw her not moving.

Useless waste, does she really think the Saintess Sect raises idle people? Not willing to take care of the brat, and not wanting to go to the front to watch the men—she really thinks she’s something.

"Yes, I’ll go now."

Even if unwilling, Yeen senior sister had no choice but to leave.

After she left, Liu senior sister found another female disciple to take care of the crying brat. Honestly, the brat was crying terribly, and she didn’t want to deal with such a troublesome kid.

Luckily, after the new female disciple came and coaxed the brat a bit, offering him some snacks, he quieted down at last.

The other brats also gradually quieted down.

She exhaled in relief before turning to leave, at last able to report to the Revered Master and the elders. If she couldn’t handle these brats, she’d get scolded when she returned.

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"The cries of this child can be heard all around here."

Little Nuonuo remarked while munching on his dry rations; he heard those children crying earlier, truly sorrowful sounds.

Exactly, this is the desert after all, nothing good to eat for them. These children are little treasures at home, raised with utmost care.

They haven’t endured such hardship, suffered like this, couldn’t eat what they wanted, or received proper care. Their only option was to cry.

The first major weapon of a brat is crying, right?

"Nuonuo is obedient, won’t cry like that."

He patted his small chest, feeling proud of his obedience. Moreover, crying like that was truly unattractive and degrading.

If he were the one crying like that, he himself... oh no, he certainly wouldn’t be crying.

"Your parents didn’t give you a chance to cry." An Yilu raised his hand to pat Little Nuonuo’s head, saying.

Their Qiankun Bags, filled with snacks by mother, and well-stocked by father—almost bursting—all sorts of things to eat.

With food and drink readily available, what’s there to cry about? Keep crying, and they’re not brats anymore.

"Those kids are really pitiful, alas."

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