The Imperial Duke squinted at him and said sternly, "What, why aren't you going?"
Song Chengzheng was trembling under his gaze, but he still summoned his courage and said, "Grandfather... The bicycle..."
The Imperial Duke frowned. "How can you rely on external things at such a young age? Look at how weak you are! Go, run to the Academy. If I find out you're late, I'll cut you!"
Song Chengzheng let out an 'ah' in a daze. He did not expect things to turn out like this.
"What are you saying? hurry up and go!" the Imperial Duke shouted.
"Yes!" Song Chengzheng was so frightened that his two legs tightened. He immediately stood up straight, turned around, and ran away quickly.
The Imperial Duke looked at his back as he left, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He looked at the bicycle under him with satisfaction, stepped on his feet, and left quickly.
Little guy, you still want to laugh at me! It seemed that he was still young!
