"Beibei's father was killed by a Sword Saint. I took pity on the mother and son, so I took them in and looked after them."
Xu Yue showed no embarrassment at all, maintaining his usual refined and easygoing manner.
Rin's face, however, could not help flushing crimson.
Beirut was rendered somewhat speechless. Looking at Rin's reddened face, he dearly wanted to ask Xu Yue,
Is that how you looked after them?
It was a good thing Beibei was male...
Wait, who said being male made him safe?
At least he had not taken human form yet...
Wait, who said not taking human form made him safe?
Shaking off the eye-searing scenes and terrible thoughts his mind had conjured up, Beirut took quite a while to recover.
Still, Beirut did not care much about a junior like Rin. There were plenty of juniors like her. If not for Beibei, he would not have paid her much attention even if she had become a god.
So he simply ignored her.
After coughing and clearing his throat, Beirut said,
"Fine. But Beibei is very special. I will take him back and personally guide him."
Calm returned to Beirut's face. It did not sound like a negotiation, but a simple notification.
"That won't do. Beibei is the Son of Destiny's good brother. It is not yet time for him to go cultivate with you. We can discuss it later."
Xu Yue had not let Rin return to report to Beirut earlier precisely because he did not want Beirut interfering too soon. Beirut would indeed provide Lin Lei with sufficient protection later, but not now.
"Hm? Young man, do you know who you are speaking to?"
After hearing Xu Yue's rebuttal, a trace of sternness entered Beirut's voice.
The unique will-pressure of a Main God