C10

Chapter 10 - Visits

BeiMing Chu had subconsciously started to reject the Beiming family, thus, he rejected Bei Mingfeng's suggestion without hesitation. However, after listening to Bei Mingfeng's words, he realized that he was completely wrong, the more others said that his father was trash, the more he should become stronger. He wanted to appear in the clan's ethnic ratio, not only to win, but to take first place and fiercely slap those old trash who said that his father was trash.

"Alright, Father, I'll go!" After feeling dejected for a while, BeiMing Chu's eyes were filled with determination.

Seeing that BeiMing Chu was able to get it right, Bei Mingfeng's handsome face was filled with gratification. He then turned his gaze to Beiming Lan Yue. "Yue'er, what about you?"

Beiming Lan Yue secretly sighed, and looked at BeiMing Chu beside her. From the first moment she saw this youth, she knew that he was a stubborn person, and now it seems that she had the Fiery Eyes of Truth. She was afraid that Bei Mingfeng's words would affect him for the rest of his life.

If she could stand at the top in her previous life, she could too. Originally, she did not want to participate in some family dispute, but looking at the situation now, she could only choose to join the ethnic ratio. In any case, she had never been a low-key person.

"Then I'll reluctantly take second place. I'll be generous enough to let big brother take first place."

Once Beiming Lan Yue's arrogant and domineering words came out, Bei Mingfeng laughed lightly, treating it as a kid's joke and laughed it off. However, she still praised her: "Good will and spirit, cultivate well."

BeiMing Chu gave a deep glance at Beiming Lan Yue. Her little sister seemed to have changed after waking up from her injury, becoming even more confident and resplendent. His father didn't know, but he knew that his little sister's words were definitely not a joke.

Just as Bei Mingfeng was about to turn around, Beiming Lan Yue hesitated for a long time before sighing helplessly in her heart before calling out, "Father, wait a moment."

Beiming Lan Yue took two steps forward and asked, "Dad, what level are you at now?"

Eh?

BeiMing Chu's expression changed slightly, and he cursed under his breath. Beiming Lan Yue had ripped off her father's scar, and she frantically gave Beiming Lan Yue a wink.

Bei Mingfeng was also startled, his expression fluctuating several times. In the end, his handsome face became dejected: "Girl, why are you asking this?"

Beiming Lan Yue thought that he wouldn't answer, but unexpectedly, Bei Mingfeng actually spoke up. "Father's cultivation is the same as yours, third level of the Yellow Bamboo Realm."

And then he sighed, "I'm afraid my father's cultivation level has already stopped at this point for the rest of his life." His voice was filled with an unconcealable loneliness.

Eh? BeiMing Chu looked at Bei Mingfeng with a slightly astonished gaze.

Beiming Langyue didn't care about their expressions and stepped forward again, "Dad, give me your hand."

Bei Mingfeng looked at Beiming Lan Yue doubtfully, and then, throwing away his emotions, he chuckled softly and said, "Don't tell me you really know how to feel your pulse?" There was a hint of elation in his voice. Obviously, he no longer felt the shadow in his heart when he formally faced her.

"Dad is right, I really know how to check meridians." Beiming Lanyue blinked her eyes and smiled playfully. What a joke, she had learned Chinese medicine before and was an expert in it.