"Chimeng, how is the wine here? Your master will drink with you."
Song Ankang sat down directly in front of Yue Chimeng, poured himself a cup of wine, and drained it in one gulp.
"Mas... Master, why are you here?"
Seeing Song Ankang appear so abruptly, the drunken Yue Chimeng instantly sobered by more than half. She looked at him with a face full of panic, while Yue Chulong's pretty face changed as well. She hurriedly bowed. "Master, Elder Sister only came here to drink because she could not get over something for a moment. Please forgive her."
Song Ankang looked at Yue Chimeng. "The path of cultivation is like rowing upstream: if you do not advance, you fall back. I should have told you that many times. Do you still remember?"
"I... I remember!" Yue Chimeng lowered her little head. "I'm sorry, Master. I have let down your expectations."
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
Song Ankang's expression remained calm. "Since you know it is wrong, why do you insist on making the same mistake again and again?"
"I... I..." Yue Chimeng could not speak for a moment.
Song Ankang said, "Is it because you failed to break through several times in a row, so you feel your talent and potential are limited, and no matter how hard you work, you cannot improve? Or because you feel ashamed before your younger sister, so you have become increasingly dispirited?"
"I... I..." Yue Chimeng shook her head slightly. Neither of those was the main reason.
Song Ankang was puzzled. "Then what is it?"
"I..." Yue Chimeng raised her head and glanced at Song Ankang, but could not say anything.
After considering it for a moment, Yue Chulong at her side decided to tell the truth. "Master, Elder Sister