283 The Little Packrat’s Style

Yun Ran’s eyes were red with anxiety, but looking at her little packrat’s appearance now, she found it funny.

As she laughed, tears rolled down her cheeks.

The secret guards were also shocked.

Everyone thought that the roof of the house had fallen down. The change was so fast that they did not have time to fly over to save them. Moreover, there were children inside. Many people would probably be injured.

Unexpectedly, all the children were hiding under the table. Only their delicate little master was standing on the table, holding the plank up to the roof that was pressing down.

Was the little packrat crying? That was impossible!

Not only did she not cry from fright, she even shook her little feet wantonly. She was extremely calm.

“Mother… Old… Old Fish… Sweetcake’s hands are so tired!”

When the little packrat saw her mother, grandfather, and the group of secret guards, she began to wheedle in her childish voice.

Xuanyuan Yu quickly moved over and took the big plank that the little packrat was holding.

Yun Ran also carried the packrat out.

After the secret guards carried the children hidden under the table out, Xuanyuan Yu let go and retreated.

The moment he pulled it out, the entire roof collapsed, and rubble and wood rumbled.

The little packrat did not know what a brave and great thing she had done.

She was nestled in Yun Ran’s arms, drinking water from a water bag that was even bigger than her small face.

“Sweetcake is awesome!”

Yun Ran kissed her little face a few times in a row. The packrat had indeed exceeded her expectations.

She had always known that the little packrat had an extremely high cultivation level. However, she did not know that a little packrat would be so brave in such a critical moment.

“Mother said it before. Sweetcake is a little immortal. A little immortal is meant to save everyone.”

The packrat’s eyes curved into a smile. Her eyes were clear and bright. She had a small nose and pink lips. When she smiled, she would reveal a row of white baby teeth. There were two small dimples on her face, and she was so sweet that it made one’s heart tremble.

Previously, she had clearly been scolded to tears by those children, but she did not hold a grudge.

Xuanyuan Yu carried her over and sized up her in his arms. He asked in detail, “Are you hurt? Do your hands hurt? Do your feet hurt? If that piece of wood fell, so be it. Why are you holding it?”

Although she was fine, Xuanyuan Yu’s heart ached!

It was such a big block of wood. How could his heart not ache when he saw the little packrat’s fair arms and hands holding it?

“Because the big wood will fall and hit the table. If the table is broken, the little children hiding below will be hit. But Sweetcake is good! She won’t let the big wood fall.”

The packrat raised her little fists again, indicating that her fists were really powerful.

At this moment, the dean and the teachers of the academy finally arrived.

The other classes had older students. When they encountered earthquakes, they knew how to escape.

However, this class was filled with half-grown children. The youngest was only three and a half years old.

They were all young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families. If anything happened, they would probably cry from fear.

The dean and the teachers thought that there would be many casualties this time.

Unexpectedly, when they stepped into the courtyard, they saw a group of children standing in the courtyard. Beside them was a group of secret guards from the Imperial Mansion.

“Those two from the Yuan Mansion came to the academy? These children are lucky!”

The director sighed heavily. He thought that the secret guards had rushed in when the ground was shaking and saved all these children.

Little did he know that the real little hero was a three-and-a-half-year-old little packrat.