Wu You didn't dare to move at all, allowing the person to dress him up as he pleased.

Bei Mingzi Han looked at him and said, "From now on, you are mine. You will follow me every moment and are not allowed to get close to anyone. If your identity is exposed by others, I will kill you immediately!"

Wu You quickly nodded, not daring to resist at all. "QWQ... So fierce! How can it be like this!"

Beiming Zihan continued, "You don't have a name, do you?"

He actually has a name: "I... I am called Wu You..."

Bei Ming Zi Han: "...carefree and worry-free...then let's call him Wu You."

Wu You opened his mouth but didn't dare to retort. He could only mutter to himself, "Wu You..."

In fact, Wuyou is not without hope. In his original modern life, he had parents who named him with the intention of giving him a carefree and worry-free life. Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned, and the days passed by... Let's not speak of that.

Wuyou felt his body once again suspended in the air. The only downside to being a ten-year-old child was that he was too easily carried around by others...

Beiming Zihan threw him onto the bed and said coldly, "Meditate." There was not a single extra word, and the tone remained icy and merciless.

Wuyou was somewhat conflicted and cautiously asked, "How should I address you?"

Bei Mingzihan didn't even think twice: "My name is Bei Mingzihan, you can call me master."

Wu You: "..." It's strange, unique, and awkward... this way of addressing...

"Growl... A discordant sound rang out. Wuyou said, 'QWQ I'm hungry... I'm hungry...'"

A knife appeared in Beiming Zihan's hand inexplicably. He swiftly slashed it across his own wrist and extended it in front of Wu You: "Finish drinking, then cultivate."

Wu You: "QWQ..." His whole body trembled, feeling that the person in front of him was truly a pervert or suffering from mental illness.

Wuyou was just about to lose it: "...I want to eat, no... I don't want to drink blood..."

Beiming Zihan initially thought that Xuelian only drank blood. After hearing his words, she withdrew her wrist and quickly tidied herself up. Then, she opened the door and calmly instructed someone to bring some food over.

Wuyou did not dare to move in bed. When the maid brought in the food, she glanced at Wuyou and was somewhat surprised to see a child here. However, she knew it wasn't her place to ask and silently exited the room.

Wuyou finally saw it clearly. When the others entered the room, Beiming Zihan had a smile in his eyes? That kind of madness was completely gone. Yikes, how terrifying!

After the maid closed the door, Beiming Zihan regained his aloofness and approached Wuyou. He reached out and lifted him up, throwing him onto a chair.

Wuyou stood on the chair and ate his meal. In front of him were only four dishes and a soup, which should have been enough for at least two people to eat. However, Wuyou might be different from others, as he finished everything without feeling full...

In Bei Mingzi's heart, two characters formed: "rice bucket"... but what he said was: "Have you eaten? I will instruct the kitchen to prepare more."

He didn't treat Wu You well, but rather wanted to take care of her in order to solve his own problems.

Wu You shook his head, saying, "No need, I'm not hungry anymore." Although he could still continue eating, he felt that he shouldn't ask too much of the person in front of him, who seemed like a devil.

Bei Mingzihan lifted him up again and threw him onto the bed.

Wu You asked hesitantly, "Um... Can I ask a question?"

Beiming Zi Han glanced at him coldly and said in a chilly tone, "I don't like it when people beat around the bush while speaking. Also, what should I call you?"

Wuyou promptly spoke up, "Master!" His voice was crisp and clear, "Master, all you need to do is say the word, and I can climb onto the bed myself!"

Beiming Zihan was satisfied and threw a common introductory cultivation book: "Hmm, if you have any questions about starting cultivation according to what's written here, ask me. He didn't get angry, probably feeling it was unnecessary.

The most important thing is that Beiming Zihan is not foolish. If he truly belongs to someone, even with a contract binding him, it would be better for him to wholeheartedly devote himself if he is treated better. Moreover, Wuyou has just recently transformed, like a newborn child. It would be more convenient for him to prioritize his master's interests.

Wu You opened the book and felt a bit confused: "I..."

Beiming Zihan: "Any questions?"

Wuyou: "I don't recognize these characters..." My goodness! He used to be a university student, after all. But this is such pure ancient language! Occasionally, he can recognize a few characters that resemble modern ones, but when they are pieced together extensively, it's impossible..."

Bei Ming Zi Han: "......" Wu You, if you don't truly have any significant use, even if he doesn't kill you, he would probably throw you out of the room!

There was silence in the room for two seconds, and Wuyou suddenly felt a bone-chilling sensation down the back of her neck...

Beiming Zihan personally moved to position him in a cultivation posture, her eyes growing colder: "I will guide you. Remember this feeling, and cultivate on your own in the future."

Wuyou quickly nodded. He felt that if he were to refuse again, something terrifying might happen!

Recently, I have been obsessed with cultivation and can't help but indulge in it. It feels like every time I blink, a whole day has passed for Emma? And now it's time to eat again... Wu You feels like a real glutton...

In a small courtyard not far away, a woman dressed in a very dignified and glamorous manner was listening to a maid's report. From time to time, she would speak up and ask a few questions: "You say, a child appeared beside that bastard? How old?"

This maid is Xiao Li, who usually takes care of Bei Ming Zihan. She speaks up and says, "Yes, he's a boy around ten years old. His eyes are a bit red, probably from crying. His skin is very good, not something that can be raised by a countryman from the mountains."

This elegant and noble woman is the current lady of the Bei Ming clan, and also the true stepmother of Bei Ming Zi Han, 'Zhuang Hui'.

The father of Beiming Zihan is called Beiming Lie. Currently, he completely ignores Beiming Zihan and shows no concern for him. Zhuang Hui has both sons and daughters, but the one whom they dislike the most within this family is Beiming Zihan. That's why they constantly monitor him and always want to get rid of him.

Zhuang Hui looked at Xiao Li and said, "Hmm, you have done well in observing, Xiao Li. You are a clever maid. As long as you help me keep a close eye on that illegitimate child, you will be rewarded."

Xiao Li is very obediently: "Thank you, Madam."

When Xiaoli came back, she just happened to run into Beiming Zihan. Xiaoli obediently greeted him, while Beiming Zihan smiled warmly. He always maintained a humble and gentlemanly image in front of others. He said, "Xiaoli, please prepare some dishes and bring them to the room for me."

Xiao Li: "Yes."

"Yo~ Has this wild child turned into a useless fool recently?" A loud voice chimed in, "A wild child is just a wild child, not worthy of being acknowledged."

This is Bei Mingzi Qi, who can be considered as the second eldest brother of Bei Mingzi Han. However, he is the son of Zhuang Hui, born from the legal wife. He has a lawless nature and always takes pleasure in bullying Bei Mingzi Han. Little does he know, Bei Mingzi Han has been reborn now...

Wuyou, who was inside the house, heard it and couldn't help but feel curious: "Huh? Someone causing trouble?"

Beiming Zihan ignored him and continued instructing Xiaoli, "Go and get prepared."

Xiao Li responded again, "Yes," and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Beiming Ziqi shouted, halting Xiaoli. "What preparations? You're just a bastard child. It's bad enough that you eat from our family, but I've heard you've been eating even more lately, haven't you? Greedy pig!"

North Ming Zi Han still had a smile on his face, but his smile never reached his eyes. At this moment, it was even shallower by three points. "Why would Second Brother say such a thing? The North Ming family is not lacking in this bit of food."