Beiming Ziqi obediently left, but before leaving, he glared at Beiming Zihan angrily. He had remembered this loss and would seek revenge when he came out of seclusion!

North Ming Zi Han lowered his head, unable to see his emotions clearly. North Ming Lie looked at Xiao Li, the servant girl, and said, "Didn't you say Zi Han was fighting Zi Qi? Can't you see what's happening?"

Xiao Li quickly knelt down and said, "Xiao Li didn't mean it that way! Xiao Li saw Young Master's impressive skills, but...but..." She couldn't openly say who had fought with whom. It was more prudent to first praise Beiming Zihan's strength.

Beiming Zihan knew that when his cheap father asked Xiaoli what it meant, it was definitely not because he cared about him. It was because he, who was not receiving any attention from the family and was considered useless, should have been beaten by Beiming Ziqi?

The most important thing was Xiao Li's response. On the surface, it praised Beiming Zihan, but in reality, it was causing trouble for him. He shouldn't be so capable, which made Beiming Lie suspicious.

Bei Mingzi smiled bitterly and said, "Impressive... Impressive enough that even several servants couldn't defeat you? Xiaoli, you're overestimating me." His words blocked any further retort.

Xiao Li honestly knelt down, and Bei Minglie glanced at Bei Mingzihan. The servants within the family all had cultivation experience, but generally speaking, they were no match for their masters. It was Bei Mingzihan's own fault for being beaten so badly, as he had been overly cautious.

Běi Míngliè looked at Xiǎo Lí and probably understood what was going on with this little girl in his heart. He said, "Go fetch the best medicine for Young Master and take good care of him."

Xiao Li quickly responded, and Beiming Lie had already noticed Wuyou: "Why is there a child here?"

Wuyou took small steps and cautiously moved behind Beiming Zihan, thinking that no one would notice...

Beiming Lie: "......"

Bei Mingzi Han also knew about Wu You's adorable little actions, but of course, he pretended to be weak and continued without asking any questions: "I was severely injured last time, and it was this child's parents who saved me. However, the people who were chasing after me killed his entire family, leaving only him... So, I brought him back in the hopes of raising him and hoping to make up for some things."

Wuyou looked dumbfounded, his face showing a perplexed expression. "..." What a load of nonsense...

Beiming Lie nodded and said, "Good. He is also a pitiful child. Please take good care of him and let him learn cultivation together with you."

Wu You, who is silly and clueless, knows nothing at all. You have to understand how privileged it is to be able to learn cultivation alongside the young masters of a prestigious clan!

Beiming Zihan's face lit up with joy: "Thank you, Father!"

Beiming Lie looked at Beiming Zihan, who was so happy, and his mood improved as he left. Once there was no one left in the courtyard, the air around him suddenly turned cold: "......" The obsession with snakes had returned!

Beiming Zihan is not stupid. Allowing an outsider to learn and cultivate the family's secret techniques alongside the young master of the prestigious family? Generally, there are two possibilities. The first possibility is that this outsider truly owes a great debt to the family. But what kind of debt could North Ming Zihan owe to someone when he himself is dispensable in this family?

There is only one other possibility left! The skills that Beiming Zihan learned on his own are not extraordinary at all. The Beiming family's core skills are simply impossible for them to teach him, so it doesn't really matter if Wuyou learns with him...

Bei Ming Zihan had always been curious about why he could never surpass his two half-brothers, who shared the same father but different mothers, despite practicing the same cultivation technique. Eventually, he figured that it was probably because they were learning different things...

Now it is even more certain that what I have learned is truly ordinary. If this had happened before, I would have definitely felt devastated upon knowing this. But now? I don't feel a single thing...

Bei Mingzihan carried Wu You into the house, and Wu You really couldn't understand Bei Mingzihan. She felt once again that he was a lunatic. Just a moment ago, everything was normal, with laughter and tears, but now there was only a sense of utter silence...

Bei Ming pushed Zi Han back onto the bed and asked, "Why did you come out?"

Wuyou couldn't tell his emotions now, so he cautiously spoke up: "I feel like they are bullying you." The real reason cannot be revealed...

Bei Ming Zihao: "......" He glanced at him, not knowing whether he believed it or not, and coldly uttered two words: "Cultivation."

Wuyou: "...Perhaps I can heal the wounds on your body..."

He didn't care about this little bit of pain. After enduring so many years of beatings and abuse, what did pain mean to him? He originally wanted to refuse, but he said he could heal?

Beiming Zihan's heart moved with a thought: "Alright, will he be healed?" He wanted to see how much progress Wuyou had made in such a short time.

Wuyou nodded and said, "When I was cultivating earlier, something came to mind. I think I should be able to put it into practice."

North Mingzi Han didn't waste any words and said, "Let's begin."

Wu You took a deep breath. This world is so amazing, to think that there are legendary spells in his mind. He hesitated and stretched out his little paw, asking, "Can I take off my clothes?"

The cold North Sea son, Han, extended his robust and powerful fingertips to undo the intricate belt. It was evident from the complexity of the clothing, yet he undressed swiftly without any fluctuation in his tone: "Should I take it all off?"

Wuyou nodded...

Beimingzi's cold clothes were completely transparent, revealing everything. Wuyou quickly averted his eyes, but accidentally caught a glimpse of something he shouldn't have seen. He hurriedly spoke up, "Wrong! Only the injured area needs to be exposed!"

Beiming Zihan remained as if nothing had happened, with a childlike face in front of him. What could a ten-year-old do? He nodded and said, "Alright, let's begin."

Fine, it's not like I've never been to school before! It's not like I've never taken a bath in the bathhouse! Seeing a naked body is nothing special!

But when everyone is undressed, it's not a big deal, but it's not very pleasant when someone is stark naked in front of you, right? However, seeing the person in front of you completely unfazed by the apparent madness, it seems that my concerns are unnecessary...

Wu You tried his best to rid his mind of distractions: "Why don't you sit on the bed? I can't reach you while standing." Also, he didn't mention that your gaze on his broadsword really looks gloomy!

Beiming Zihan sat down on the bed. He still lacked patience, but remained silent.

Wuyou reached out her little paw and gently touched the bruised wound on his back, slowly emanating a faint healing power. A slight comforting sensation spread throughout his body, something that only cultivators like Beiming Zihan could perceive.

The healing speed was so slow that Wuyou groped around him for a long time. When he earnestly tried to heal, he didn't really think about anything else. Then, he slowly withdrew his hand and said, "I'm so tired..." He fell onto the bed and didn't want to get up.

Beiming Zihan slowly put on his clothes and glanced at Wuyou. He said, "It's because your cultivation level is too low. Make sure to practice diligently, and you won't feel tired in the future."

Is this considered consolation? In reality, Beiming Zihan was just stating a fact. Wu You nodded: "I want to sleep, just for a while..." As they spoke, they became increasingly drowsy and slowly closed their eyes.

Bei Mingzi Han didn't know if he would feel cold, so she extended her hand and covered him with a blanket before turning around and walking out. She opened the door and said, "Xiao Li? I want to talk to you about something, come in." Her smile was elegant and flawless.

Xiao Li froze for a moment, her vision blurred, and once again she sighed in her heart: Young Master, please don't blame me. Who made you have such a status in this family...

Xiao Li followed Bei Ming Zihan into the room. "What can I do for Young Master Xiao Li?"

The door suddenly closed by itself, the loud bang startled Xiao Li, and instantly, the room became frigid...