Of course, Xiao Ning had a million ways to resolve this matter.
However, let's wait and see how this kid behaves first.
The original work is the original work after all; hearing about it is unreliable, seeing it with your own eyes is the only truth!
"Alas, if only I could cultivate, I could share some of my father's worries. It's a pity I can't cultivate!"
After a long pause, Qin Yu suddenly sighed, his expression revealing a melancholy that was far beyond his years.
His delicate and lovely face was filled with dejection. He clenched his fists so tightly that he seemed unaware that his nails were digging into his flesh.
The guards hidden behind him were filled with heartache. The three figures in the shadows exchanged glances; they were experts secretly protecting Qin Yu.
Qin Yu is the son of the Prince of Zhendong, the dignified Third Prince. How could we possibly leave him alone in one place!
If this cliff were left unattended, no one could bear the responsibility should anything happen to it.
“The Third Prince is still a child, yet his heart is so kind. How could the Prince bear to leave the Third Prince at Cloud Mist Manor? Every time I see the Third Prince sitting on the mountaintop all night long, his small body exposed to the cold wind at night, my heart aches.”
A figure sighed softly.
Another figure nodded and said, "Every time the Third Prince looks up at the night sky, his expression makes my heart ache. The Prince... sigh!"
"Never mind, it's not for us to know what the prince wants to do. We just need to protect the Third Prince."
The other person stopped whispering.
After a while, Qin Yu stood up, his face full of determination, and walked back.
Back in the courtyard of the villa, he ate, read for a while, and then went to sleep.
For seven consecutive days, everything was very regular.
He doesn't seem like a six-year-old child at all; instead, he's like a little adult, extremely self-disciplined.
Occasionally, in the quiet of the night, I would sit alone in the pavilion on the mountaintop, lost in thought.
Xiao Ning, who was following behind him, nodded. Putting aside his status as a prince's son, this kid's character was impeccable. He was extremely kind to his servants and could be considered a rare find in the world.
Late that night, Qin Yu was sitting alone in the pavilion, gazing at the starry sky in a daze, when suddenly a figure appeared beside him.
"Big brother, did you come to see me?"
Qin Yu reacted instantly, his big, dark eyes widening as he looked at the newcomer with curiosity.
"Boy, you want to cultivate? To help your father relieve his burdens?"
The newcomer's voice was very magnetic; it was none other than Xiao Ning. He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the cliff below the pavilion, and asked calmly.
“Cultivation… Uncle Feng said that Xiaoyu’s dantian is very strange, unable to accumulate internal energy, so he can’t cultivate at all…”
Qin Yu blinked, lowered his head, and said with a somewhat dejected expression.
Then, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with intense hope, and asked, "Big brother, why are you asking me this? Do you perhaps have a way to help me cultivate?"
I have to say, dealing with smart people is really refreshing.
Xiao Ning secretly praised him. He had only said one sentence, yet the boy had already guessed many things. Keep in mind, he was only six years old. He truly deserved to be the protagonist.
"That's right, your dantian is naturally abnormal, and it's impossible for you to accumulate internal energy, so how can you talk about cultivation?"
Xiao Ning nodded slightly and said, "Of course, to me, these minor problems are nothing. I can restore you with just a flick of my finger!"
"Really? That's great! Xiaoyu can finally start cultivating!"
Qin Yu's eyes widened in surprise, and he jumped up in delight.
After calming down for a while, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "Big brother, Xiaoyu knows that there is no such thing as a free lunch. What price do I need to pay?"
"clever!"
Xiao Ning inwardly praised him, turned around, looked at him, and said, "I was just playing around in the mortal world when I accidentally discovered you. After observing you for a while, I felt that you were a promising talent, so on a whim, I showed myself to meet you!"
Instead of answering Qin Yu's question directly, he said something that left everyone puzzled.
Playing the field...
A promising talent...
Qin Yu's eyes darted around, and a sudden thought struck him. He immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "Disciple Qin Yu greets Master!"
At that moment, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he immediately understood the mysterious man's unspoken meaning.
A reclusive master, who seemed to enjoy life in the mortal world, recognized his talent and wanted to take him as a disciple, but didn't want to say it outright.
Qin Yu had seen many of these kinds of tricks in storybooks.
Regardless of whether this person had real skills or not, Qin Yu knew that this was an opportunity—an opportunity to change his own destiny.
If I were to take the person in front of me as my master, I might be able to change my fate of being unable to cultivate.
Of course, Qin Yu wasn't stupid.
He vaguely sensed that there were martial arts masters protecting him behind him.
However, even after the mysterious person had been there for a while, the hidden guards had not yet come out to stop him.
Doesn't that mean this mysterious person's methods are very clever?