Inside the Training Room of Beiming Mountain Manor, Beiming Zheng was diligently cultivating. Ever since he had absorbed nearly all the power of his childhood friend, Third Uncle, his demonic state had been barely suppressed. After learning the truth from back then, he was even more unwilling to follow in his elders' footsteps and fall into demonic madness again.
"Master, Miss and Young Master have returned."
As Beiming Zheng cultivated in seclusion, a voice filled with joy reached his ears. It was the steward whom he had ordered not to disturb him. However, the steward had brought news that Beiming Lei and Beiming Xue had returned. Beiming Zheng was naturally delighted upon hearing this. He slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of black-purple aura swept across his face.
In the main reception hall of Beiming Mountain Manor, the siblings Beiming Xue and Beiming Lei were somewhat uneasy. From time to time, they glanced at the one man and three women sitting opposite them, their faces concealed beneath bamboo hats.
"Master!"
Amid the servants' greetings, Beiming Zheng hurried to the group. When he entered the main hall, he also sensed the strange atmosphere, but he did not think much of it. Instead, he quickly walked up to his daughter and pulled her tightly into his arms, tears streaming down his aged face. "Xue'er, my Xue'er..."
"Father..."
The grievances Beiming Xue had suffered these past days finally found an outlet, and she hugged her father and burst into tears.
"My daughter, you've suffered these past days..."
Looking at his beloved daughter's haggard face, Beiming Zheng felt extremely distressed. If not for Guiguzi's predictions repeatedly coming true and making him afraid to leave the manor rashly, he would have taken up his blade long ago and gone to the Netherworld Forbidden Zone