Chi Yu: "..."
Was he feeling sorry for you?
He wanted to eat you.
He looked down at Wu Yunsu, who rested his head in the hollow of his shoulder, avoiding his death glare.
Chi Yu could not help laughing. After saying goodbye to the older man, he lowered his voice and told Wu Yunsu, "Wu Yunsu, since you acknowledge me as your father too, I need to make this clear: no eating people, and no eating raw meat. If I catch you even once, I'll kill you."
Despite his words, Wu Yunsu was not afraid.
The one he feared was the man Chi Yu called Senior Brother Xuanji. He might look young, but Wu Yunsu understood perfectly well: that Xuanji had deliberately handed him to an injured mortal. The look he had given him before leaving had been unmistakable.
Wu Yunsu understood that he wanted him to slip up.
This was only a preliminary test. Given the opportunity, he would certainly find a way to kill him.
Wu Yunsu did not quite understand. If he hated him, why had he kept him in the first place?
Countless thoughts turned over in his mind, but none showed on his face. He answered obediently, "I won't eat them, Dad. I'll be good."
Chi Yu: Aww.
So cute.
Whatever else might be said, the face Wu Yunsu had assumed was truly beautiful, a pleasure to look at. Of course such a pretty child would be likable.
In truth, Chi Yu did not think he would follow the path of a demon. Five hundred years later, Wu Yunsu had been brimming with spiritual energy, clearly a human cultivator.
That was why he thought Wu Yunsu could still follow the right path. But even human desires could sometimes be difficult to restrain, let alone