To Have the Capability Does Not Mean One is Useful

Mo Yu opened the curtain in front of her and walked out. She looked at that elegant and cute, and yet also completely noble, little girl and smiled. "Your Highness, I am very confused by your meaning."

Luoluo did not smile, but her eyes were still very bright. "You know my meaning. I want Zhexiu to return to the Orthodox Academy."

Mo Yu slightly raised her eyebrows, feigning perplexity. "Wofu Zhexiu…what does he have to do with the Orthodox Academy?"

Luoluo sincerely replied, "Zhexiu is a student of the Orthodox Academy."

Mo Yu calmly replied, "The Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education has not recorded this. No one will admit it."

This was a very direct rebuttal. If the Orthodox Academy could not prove Zhexiu was a student, then no matter how respected Luoluo's status was, she still had no basis to place any pressure on the Great Zhou Imperial Court.

Luoluo stared into her eyes. "You clearly understand that I and my teacher will definitely protect him."